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FROM   THE   LIBRARY   OF 

REV.   LOUIS    FITZGERALD    BENSON,   D.  D. 

BEQUEATHED   BY   HIM   TO 

THE   LIBRARY  OF 

PRINCETON  THEOLOGICAL  SEMINARY 


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PSALMS 

O  F 

DAVID, 

Imitated  in  the  Language  of  the 

NewTestament, 

And  apply'd  to  the 

Chriftian  State  and  Wor£hip. 


Bv  I.  W  A  T  T  S.  D   D 


The  TwENTYf  hird  Edition. 


Luke  xxiv.  44    All  Things  miift  be  fulfilled  <wh&h 
nvere  written  in- — >he  Pfalms  concerning  m~. 

Heb    xi.  32  —David",  Samuel,  and th?  Prophets 
Ver   40  — That  they  without  us  Jhould  not   be 
made  per  feci. 


LONDON:  Printed. 

B  O  S  T  O  N :  N.  E  Re-printed  by  D  and 
J  Kneeland,  in  Queen-ftreet,  for  J.  Winter, 
ifl  Uvion-ftreet.       \j6 1. 


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ADVERTISEMENT 

TotKeREADERS 

On  the  following  Heads. 

Of  the  different  Editions  of  this  BOOK, 

£~-sr~  HE  large  Edition   is  prefaced  with  a  Dijccurft 

i        on  the  right  Way   of   fitting   the  Pfalms  of 

-<£.  David  for    ChriiHan  Worfhijp  ;   wherein   a 

plain  Acccu-ni  is  given  of  the  Author  s  general 
Condud  in  iu:s  imitation  of  the  Pfalms,  together  with 
fome  evident  and  convincing  Arguments  to  jupport  it. 
There  are  alio  particular  Notes  added  at  the  End  of  a 
great  Number  cf  the  Pfalms,  vjhich  explain  their 
Evangelical  Sen/e,  and Jhevj  the  Reafcn  why  they  are 
either  paraphryed  or  abridged  in  fuch  a  Manner  here. 
At  the  Requejt  of  many  Friends,  thi  Author  has  per- 
mitted this  Edition  in  afmaller  Form,  to  render  it  more 
portable  and convenient  for  pub  lick  Worfrrip  ;  he  there- 
of ore  dejires,  and  may  reafonably  demand  this  Piece  of 
jfufice  of  all  his  Readers,  that  they  will  not  cenfure 
and  condemn  an)  Part  of  this  Work,  without  a  diligent 
Perufal  of  the  larger  Edition,  wherein  the  Preface  and 
Notes  in  the  Judgment  of  many  learned  and  pious  Men, 
have  given  afujfcient  Vindication  of  the  whole  Per- 
formance. 

OF  the  Ufe  of -the  Pfalm  Book. 

The  chief Defgn  of  thisV/ork  v:as  to  improve!?  faAtnody 
or  Religious  Singing,  and  to  encourage  the  frequent 
Praclics  of  it  in  pub  lick  Affemblies  and  private  Fami- 
lies, with  more  Honour  and  Delight  :  yet  the  Aut hoi- 
hopes  the  Reading  of  it  may  alfo  entertain  the  Parlour 
and  the  Clfet  with  devout.  Pleafure  and  holy  Medita- 
tions. Therefore  he  would  requefl  his  Readers  at  pro- 
per Seafons  to  per  ufe  it  through  ;  and  among^^o  facrect 
A  2  Hyrrtth 


IV 


Advertisemen 


Hymns,  they  may  find  out  feveral  that  fuit  their  own 
Caje  and  Temper,  cr  the  Circumfiances  of  their  Families 
and  Friends  ;  they  may  teach  their  Children  fuch  as 
are  primer  for  their  Age,  and  by  treafuring  them  in 
their  Memory  they  may  he  furnijhed  for  pious  Retire- 
ment, or  may  entertain  their  Friends  with  holy  Melocy, 

Of  chufing  or  finding;  the  Pfalm. 
The  Perufal  of  the  whole  Bcsk  will  acquaint  e<very 
Reader  -with  the  Author' 's  Method,  and  by  consulting 
the  Index  or  Table  of  Contents  at  'he  End,  he  may 
find  Hymns  'very  proper  for  many  Occafons  of  the  Chri- 
Jiian  Life  and  Worship  ;  though  no  Copy  of  David's 
Pfalter  can  provide  for  all  as  I  have  Jhevon  in  the 
Preface. 

Or  if  he  remember  the  fir  ft  Line  of  any  Pfalm,  the 
Table  of  the  firit  Line  will  dir  eel  where  to  find  it. 

Or  if  any  Jh all  think  it  beft  to  fing  all  the  P Johns  hi 
Order  in  Churches  or  Families,  it  may  be  done  with 
Profit  ;  provided  thofe  Pfalms  be  omifed  that  refer  to 
fpecial  Occurrences  of  Nations,  Churches,  or  Jingle 
Chriftians. 

Of  naming  the  Pfalms. 

Let  the  Number  of  the  Pfalm  be  named  diftinelly, 
together  with  the  particular  Metre,  and  particular 
Part  of  it  :  As  for  Inftance  ;  Let  us  fing  the  33d 
Pfalm,  2d  Part,  Common  Metre  ;  or,  Let  us  fing 
the  91ft  Pfalm,  1  it  Part,  beginning  at  the  P^ufe; 
or,  ending  at  the  P*ufe  ;  or,  Let  us  fing  the  84th 
Pfalm  as  "the  148th  Pfalm,  fcfr.  And  then  read  over 
the  fir  ft  Stanza  before  you  begin  to  fing,  that  the  Peo- 
ple may  find  it  in  their  Books,  whether  you  fing  with  or 
without  reading  Line  by  Line. 

Of  dividing  the  Pfalm. 

If  the  Pfalm  be  too  long  for  the  Time  or  Cuftom  oj 
Ringing,  there  are  Paufes  in  many  of  them,  at  which 

0    °  yot 


to  the  READERS. 


-,7. 


•OperJy  refit  :  Or  you  may  leave  out  ihofie 
Verfes  which  are  included  in  Crotchet's '[]  without  dtf- 
turhing  the  Senje  :  Or  injome  Places  you  may  begin  to 
fing  at  a  Pauje, 

Do  not  always  confine  your •  felvei  to  fix  Stanza'?,  hut 
fingfeven  or  eighty  rather  than  confound  the  Senfiey  and 
abu.'e  the  Pfalm  in  jolemn  Worjhip. 

Of  the  Manner  of  Sinein£. 

It  were  tobewijVd  that  aHCongrcgations  & private 
Families  would  fing  as  they  do  in  foreign  Pr defiant 
Countries  voithhui  reading  Line  by  Line.  Tho'  the 
Author  has  done  what  he  could  to  make  the  Senfe  com- 
pleat  in  every  Lire  or  t^vo,  yet  many  Inconveniences 
mill  always  attend  this  unhappy  Manner  of  Singing  : 
But  where  it  cannot  be  alter  d,  thsje  two  Things  may 
give  fome  Relief. 

Firlt,  Let  as  many  as  can  do  it,  bring  Vh'm.  Books 
with  them,  and  look  on  the  Words  vjhilethej  fing,  Jo 
far  as  to  make  the  Senfe  ccmpleat . 

Secondly,  Let  the  Clerk  read  the  whole  Pfalm  over 
aloud  before  he  begins  to  parcel  cut  the  Lines,  that  the 
People  may  have  jome  Notion  of  what  they  fing.  and  not 
be  fore'd  to  drag  on  heavily,  through  eight  tedious 
Syllables  v/ithout  any  Meaning  till  the  next  Lines  come 
to  give  the  Senje  of  them. 

It  were  to  be  wijh'd  aljo  that  we  might  not  dwell 
fo  long  upon  every  fit  ngle  Note,  and  p>  oduce  the  Syllables 
to  Juch  a  tireiome  Extent  with  a  confiant  Uniformity  of 
Time  ;  vshich  di [graces  the  Mufick,  and  puts  the  Con- 
gregation quite  out  of  Breath  in  finging  five  or  fix 
Stanza's  ;  wheteas  if  the  Method  of  Singing  were 
hut  reformed  to  a  greater  Speed  of  Pronunciation,  we 
might  often  enjoy  the  Pleafure  cfi a  longer  PjaiiA  with 
lejs  Exp  nee  or  Time  and  Breath  ;  and  our  Pjalmodv 
w:uid  be  more  agreabh  to  that  cf  i he' ancient  Chv,rc'lzes9 
more  intelligible  to.  oiherss  end  mor-e  delightful  to  odi 
(elves.  A  3  The 


vi     Advertisement,  (Jc. 

The  various  Meafures  of  theVerfe 
are  fitted  to  the  Tunes  of  the 
Old  Pfalm-Book. 


To  the  Common  Tunes,  fing  all  entitled  Common 
Metre. 

To  the  Tunes  of   the  looth  Pfalm  fing  all  entitled 
.'   Long  Metre. 

To  the  Tune  of  the  zyh  Pfalm,  fing  Short  Metre; 

To  the  $oth  Pfalm  fing  one  Metre  of  the  $oth  &  g$d. 

To  the   nzth  cr   izjth  Pfalm   fing  one  Metre  of  the 
\o\th  and  J^Sth. 

To  the  ll  ph  Pfalm  fing  one  Metre  of  the    lgth,  33^/, 
$$th,  Sgth,  lajl  Part,  g6th,  1  \ilh>  1  i^lh. 

To  the  12  id Pfalm  fing  ove  of  the  Metres   of  the  93/, 
122*/,  and  ij^d. 

To  the  i/fith  Pfalm  fing  one  Metre  of  the  84//',  1  2  ifi, 
12,6th,  and  I48//&. 

Tea  New  Tune  fing  one  Metre  of  the  $Otbt  &  l  l$th, 

Dec.    1.   1716. 

r  n  e 


©lilliiiliiiiiiliii 


THE 


PSALMS  of  D AFID, 

Imitated  in  the  Language  of  the 

New  Testament. 


P    s    a    l     m     I.     Common  Metre. 
The  Way  and  End  of  the  RighteouP  and  the  Wicked, 


B 


LEST  is  the  Man  who  fhuns  the  Place, 
Where  Sinners  love  to    meet  ; 
Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  Ways* 
And  hates  the  Scoffer's  Seat..,.. 


2  But  in  the  Statutes  of  the  Lord, 

Has  plac'd  his  chief  Delight  ; 
By  Day  he  reads  or  hears  the  Word, 
And  meditates  by   Night. 

3  [He  like  a  Plant  of  generous  Kind 

By  living  Waters  fet, 
Safe  from. the  Storms  and  Malting  Wind3 
Enjoys  a  peaceful  State.] 

4  Green  as  the  Leaf,  and  ever  fair 

Shall  his  Profession  mine  ; 
While  Fruits  of  Holiaefs  appear 
Like  Clutters  on  the  Vine. 

,      A  4 


^  Not 


2  P  S  A  L  M  I. 

5  Nof<o  ^e  tmpinus  and  Unjuff  ; 

What  vain  Ddigns  they  form  ! 
Their  iri<  pes  are  blown  away  iike  Duft, 
Or  Chaff  before  the  Storm. 

6  Sinners  in  Judgment  fkill  not  ftand 

Amonpft  the  Sens  of  Grace, 
When  Chrift  the  J-^dge  at  his  Right-hand 
Appoints  his  Saints  a  Place. 

7  His  Eye  beholds  the  Path  they  tread, 

His  Heart  approves  it  well  ; 
Eut  crooked  Ways  of  Sinners  lead  ; 
Down  to  the  Gates  of  dell. 

Psalm     I.     Short  Metre. 
The  Saint  happy  y  the  Sinnes  mijerable. 
I    nr^HE  Man  is  ever  blefl 

JL        Who'fhuns  the  Sinner's  Ways, 
Among  their  Counfels  never  Hands, 
Nor  takes  the  Scorner's  Place. 

?.  But  makes  the  Law  of  GOD 
His  Study  and  Delight, 
Amidit  the  Labours  of  the  Day, 
And  Watches  of  the  Night. 

3  He  like  a  Tree  mall  thrive, 

With  Waters  near  the  Root  : 
Frefh  as  the  Leaf  his  Name  fhall  live, 
His  Works  are  heav'nly   Fruit. 

4  Not  fo  th*  ungodly  Race, 

They  no-  fuch    bleffmgs  find  : 
Their  Hopes  fhall  flee  like  empty  Chaff 
Before  the  driving  Wind. 

5  How  will  they  bear  to  fland 

Before  that  Judgment  Seat, 


Where 


P  S  A  L  M   I.  3 

Where  all  the  Saints  at  thrift's  Right- Hand 
In  full  Affembly  meet  ? 

6  Fe  knows  and   he  approves 

The  Way  the  Righteous  go  ; 
But  Sinners  and  their  Works  ftiall  meet 
A  dread fjl   Overthrew 

Psalm     I.     Long     Metre, 
IT  hi  Difference  between  the  Right  ecus  and  the  Wicked, 

1  JTAPPY  the  Man,  whofe  cautious  Feet 
F~J[    Shun  the   broid  W-y  V' -  '    "inne«s   go, 

Who  hares  the  Place  where  Atheifts  meetf 
And  fears   to  talk  as  Scoffers  do. 

2  He  loves  t'employ  his  Morning-Light 
Amcngft  the  Statutes  of  the  Lord  ; 

And  fpends  rhe  wak-.ful   Hours  of  Night, 
With  Pieafu-re  pond'ring  o'er  the  Word. 

3  He,  like  a  Plant  by  gentle  Streams, 
Shall  flouriih  in   immortal  Green  ; 

And  Heav'n  will  mine  with  kindeft   Beamsy 
On  ev'ry  Work  his   Hands  begin. 

4  But  Sinners  find    their  Counfels  crofs'd  % 
As  Chaff  before  the  Tern  pell  flies  ; 

So  mall  their  Hopes  be  blown  and  loft, 
When  the  laft  Trumpet  makes  the  Skier. 

j  In  vain  the  Rebel  feeks  to  ftand 
In  Judgment  with  the  pious  Race  ; 
The  dreadful  Judge  with  ftern  Command 
Divides  him  to  a  different  Place. 

6  "  Strait  is   the  Way  my  Saints  have  trod, 
*;  I  blefs'd  the  Path,  and  drew  it  plain  ; 
_«'  But  you  would  choofe  the  crooked  Road; 
«« -And  down  it  leads  to  endlefs  Pain-. 

A    5.  FSALM^ 


4  P  S  A  L  M     II. 

Psalm    II.    Short  Metre. 

Tranflated  according  to  the  Divine  Pattern, 

Acts  iv.    24,  C5V. 
Chrift  Dying,  Rijing,  hit ercee ding,  and  Reigning. 

1  [1%  /TAKER  and  Sovereign  Lord 

iVJL     Of  Heayen,  and  Earth,  and  Seas, 
Thy  Providence  confirms    thy  Word, 
And   anfwer  thy  Decrees. 

2  The  Things  fo  long  foretold 

By  David  are  fufhTd, 
When  y^wx    and   Gentiles  join  to  flay 
»/,   thine  holy  Child.  ] 

3  Why  did  the  Gentiles  rag°, 

And   yenvs  with   ore  Accord 
Bend  all  their  Counfels  to  defrrey 
Th'  Anointed  of  the  Lord.? 

4  Rulers  and    Kings   agree  k 

To  form  a  vain    Deffgn  ; 
Againft  the  Lo-d  their  Pbw'rs  unite, 
Again  ft  his  Chriil  they  join. 

5  The  Lord    derides    their  Rage, 

And    will  fupoort  his  Throne  ; 
He  that  hath  rais'd  him   from  the  Dead: 
Hath  own'd  him  for  his    Son. 
Pause. 

6  Now  he's  afcended   high, 

And   aflgs   to  rale  the  Earth; 
The  Merit  of  his  Blood  he  pleads, 
And  pleads  his  heav'nly   Birth. 

7  He  afks,   and  God  beftows 

A  large    Inheritance  ; 
Far  as    the  World's  remote  ft  Ends 
His  Kingdom  ihall  advance, 

3    The 


PSALM  II.  5 

8  The  Nations  that  rebel 

Mu  ft  feel  his   Iron  Rod  ; 
He'll  vindicate  thofe  Honours  well 
Which  he  receiv'd  from  God, 

9  [  Be  wife,  ye  Rulers,   now, 

And  worfmffe  at  his  Throne  ; 
With  trembling  Joy,   ye  People  bow, 
To  God's  exalted  Sen. 

20  If  once  his  Wrath  arife. 
Ye  perifn-  en.  the  Place  ;  ' 
Then  blefied  is  the  Soul  that  flies  -. 
For  Refuge  to  his  Grace.] 

Psalm     II.     Common  Metrs, 

2TT7HY  did  the  Nations  join  to  flay 

VV       The  Lord's  Anointed  Son  ? 

Why  did  they  caft  his  Laws  away, 

And. tread  his  Gofpel  down  1 

2  The  Lord  that  fits  above  the  Skies, 

Derides  their  Rage  below, 
He  fpeaks  with  Vengeance  in  his  Eyes3 
And  ftrikes  their  Spirits  through. 

3  ".I  call  him, my  Eternal  Son, 

'"  And  raife  him  from  the  Dead  ; 
"   I  make  my  holy  Hill  his  Throne, 
And  wide  his  Kingdom  fpread. 

4  "  Afk  me  my  Son,  and  then  enjoy 

"'"  The  utmoft  Heathen  Lands  : 
*'  Thy  Rod  of  Iron  mall  deftroy 
"  The  Rebel  that  withftands, 

5  Be  wife,  ye  Rulers  of  the  Earth, 

Obey  th'  Anointed  Lord, 
Adore  the  King  of  heav'nly  Birth, 
And  tremble. at  his  Word*  6  Wife- 


6  PSALM  'II, 

6  With  humble  Love  addrefc  his  Throne* 
For  if  he  frown,   ye  die  : 
Thofe  are  fecure,  and  thofe  alone 
Who  on  his  Grace  rely. 

P  s  a   l   m       II.     Long  Metre. 
Chrift's  Death,   Re/urre&zon,  and  Afcenfion. 
I   \T7HY  did  the   'Jews  proclaim  their  Rage  ? 
VV     The  Romans  why  their  Swords  employ  $ 
Againfl  the  Lord  their  Powers  engage 
His  dear,  anointed  to  deftroy  ? 

3  **  Come,  let  us  break  his  Band:?,  they  fay, 
"  This  Man  mall  never  give  us  Laws  ; 
Ar.d  thus  they  caft  his  Yoke  away, 
And  nail'd  the  Monarch  to,  the  Crofs. 

3  But  Gob,  who  high  in  Glory  reigns, 
Laughs  at  their  Pride,  their  Rage  controuls  : 
Hq'U  vex  their  Hearts  with  inward  Pains* 
And  fpeak  in  Thunder  to  thtir  Souls. 

4  "  I  will   maintain  the  King  I  made 
M  On  Zion  s  eve  lading  Hill, 

**  My   Hand   iha'l  bring  him  from  the  Dead, 
«  And  he  fhall  Pand  your  Sovereign   ilill. 

^   [His  wondroos  riling  from  the  Earth 
.Makes  his  eternal  Godhead  known   ; 
The   Lord    declare-  his  heavenly   Birth  : 
«<  This    Day  have  1  begot   my  Son. 

6  *.«   Afcend,  my   Son.    to  my  Ripht-hT.d, 
"    rh'ere     h  iu    /h  lit    aflt,  and  I  bellow 

**  The'  nticoll    Bounds  of  Heathen  lands  ; 
m  To    >h.-   the  t\orthe>n  lfles  ihull  bow.] 

7  But  nations   that     efifl:  hib  Grace 
Snail   f.H  ber  J  on  Stroke; 

Hir  Rod  thai!  eu:h  h'is    Foes  with  Eate, 

As  Meters  L^ilien  Work  i»  broke.       Pause. 


PSALM   III.  7 

Pause. 

8  Now  ye  that  fit  on  earthly  Thrones, 

Be  wife,  and  ferve  the  Lord,  the  Lamb  : 
Now  to  his  Feet  fubmit  your  Crowns, 
Rejoyce  and  tremble  at  his  Name. 

9  With  humble  Love  addrefs  the  Son, 
Left:   he   grow  angry,    and  ye    die  ; 

His  Wrath  wi!l  burn  to   Worlds  unknown, 
If  ye  provoke  his  Jealoufy. 

io  His  Storms   fhall  drive  you  quick  to  Hell, 
He  is  a  God,  and  ye  but   Dull  : 
Happy  the   Souls  that  know  him  well, 
And  make  his   Grace  their  only  Trufl. 

Psalm     III.     Common  Metre. 

Doubts  and  Fears  Jupprefs*d  ;  or,   God' ow  Defence 
from  Sin  and  Satan. 

I   T\/f"Y  God,  how  many  are  my  Fears  ? 
J.VX     How  fall  my  foes  increafe  f 
Confpiring  my  eternal  Death, 
They  break  my  prefent  Peace. 

%  The  lying  Tempter  would  perftvade 
There's  no  Relief  in  Heaven, 
And  all  my  fvelling  S'ns  appear 
Too  big  to  be  forgiven. 

3  But  thou,  my  Glory, -and  my  Strength, 

Shalt  on  the  Tempter  tread, 
Sha't  filence  all  my  threatning  Guilt, 
And  raife  my  drooping  Head, 

4  [I  cry'd,  and  from  his  holy  Hill 

He  bow'd  a  Kilning  Ear  ; 
I  call'd  my  Father,  and  mv   God* 
And  he  fubdu'd  my  Fear, 

5  He 


8  PSALM    III. 

5  He  died  foft  Slumbers  on  mine  Eyes 

In  fpight  of  ail  my  Foes  ; 
I  'woke  and  wonder'd  at  the  Grace 
That  guarded  my  Repofe.J 

6  What  tho'  the  Hofts  of  Death  and  Hell 

Ail  arm'd  ajrain£  me  flood  : 
Tenors  no  more  fin  11  make  my  Soul  -7 
My  Refuge  is  my  God. 

7  Arife,  O  Lord,  fulfil  thy  Grace, 

While.  I  thy  Glory  fing  : 
My  God  has  broke  'the  Serpent's  Teeth> 
And  Death  has  loft  his  Sting, 

8  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs, 

Hs  Arm  alone  can  fave  ; 
Bleffings  attend  thv  People  here, 
And  reach  beyond  the  Grave. 

Psalm  III.  i,  2,  3,   4,  5,  8.  Long  Metre. 
A  Morning  Pfalm* 

Lord,  how  many  are  my  Foes 
In  this  weak  State  of  Flefh  and  Blood    ? 
Mv  Peace  they  daily  difcompofe, 
But  my  Defence  and  Hope  is  God. 

2  Tir'd  with  the  Burdens  of  the  Day, 
To  Thee  I  rais'd  an  Evening  Cry  : 
Thou  heardd  when  I  began  to  pray, 
And  thine  Almighty  Help  was  nigh. 

3  Supported  by  thine  heav'nly  Aid 

J  laid  me  down  and  flept  fecure  : 

Not  Death  mould  maktj  my  Heart  afraid, 

Though  I  fhould  wake  and  rife  no  more. 

•4  But 


P  S  A  L  M    IV.  0 

74  But  God  fuflain'd  me   all  the  Night  ; 
Salvation  doth  to   God  belong  ; 
He  lais'd  my   Head  to   fee  the  Light, 
And  makes  his   Praife  my  Morning   Song. 

P  s  a  L  m  IV.   i,  2,  3,  5,  6,   7.     Long   Metre. 

Hearing    of  Prayer   ;    or,   GOD  our  Portion,    and.. 
Chrift.  our   Hope. 

1  ^"X  God  of  Grace  and  Righteoufnefs, 
V/   Hear  and  attend  when  I  complain  : 
Thou   hail   enlarg'd   me  in   Diftrefs, 

Bow   down   a  gracious  Ear  again. 

2  Ye   Sons  of  Men   in  vain  ye  try 
To  turn    my  Glory  into  Shame  ; 
How   long   will   Scoffers  love    to  lie, 
And   dare  reproach  my   Saviour's   Name  r 

3  Know  that   the  Lord  divides  his    Saints 
From   all   the  Tribes    of  Men  befide  ; 
He  hears   the  Cry    of  Penitents 

For  the  dear  Sake  of  Chrift  that  dy?d. 

4  When  our  obedient    Hands   have    done 
A  thoufand   Works  of  RighteouHidTs, 
We  put   our   truit   in   Go:.  aloiK^ 
And  glory  in    his  pard'ning  G/ace. 

5  Let  the   unthinking  Many  fay, 

' ;  Who  nvill  befioiv  fame  earthly    Good  ? 

But,    Lord,    thy  Light   and  Love    ce  pray; 

Our  Souls  deiire  this  heavenly  Food. 

6  Then  mail  my  chearful  Pow'rs   -ejoyce 
At  Grace  and  Favour   fo    divine, 
Nor  wjll  I  change    my  hap         Choice" 

.    For  all  their   Com,,  and  a!:  Wine 


1°  PSALM   IV,  V. 

Psalm  IV.  Ver.  3,  4,   $,   g,  Common   Metre. 
■/£«    Evening   Hymn. 

1  T    ^>^^)',t}l0u  w*It:  kear   ™e  when   I  pray  ^ 
JL/     I   ani    for  ever   th;ne  ; 

I  fear   before   thee   all  the    Day, 
Nor   would  I  dare    to  Sin. 

2  A 1  d    while   I  reft  mv    weary  Head, 

From   Cans   and    Bufmefs  free, 
'Th  Aveet   converfing  on    my   Bed 
With    my  own    Heart   and   Thee. 

3  I   pay   this   Evening  Sacrifice  ; 

And  when   mv    Work  is  done, 
Great   God,  mv  Faith  and  Hope  relies 
upon  thy    Grace  alone. 

4  Thus    with  mv  Thoughts  compos'd   to  Peacej. 

I'll  give  mine  Eves   no  fleep  : 
Thy  Hand  in   Safety    keeps    my  Days, 
And  will   my  Slumbers  keep. 

P    S    A     L     M      V. 

For    the  Lor  a"*    Day  Morning. 

1  T    ORD,  in  the  Morning   th  >u   (halt  hear 
JL>     My  Voice  afcet.ding   high   ', 

To  Thee  will    I  ci.ed  my   Pray'r, 
To   Thee   lift   up  mine    Eye. 

2  Up   to  the  Hills  wh/re  Chrift  is  gone 

To  plead   for  all    his  Saints, 
Prefentin?  at   his   Father's    Throne 
Our   Songs  .  nd  our  Complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God,    befoie    whofe  Sight 

The  Wi-ked    (hall  not   Hand, 
Sinners    (hi!   ne  er   be  th'.     Dtrlight, 
IS  01    dwell  at  thy  right  Hand. 

4  But 


PSALM    VI.  ii 

4  But  to    thy  Houfe    will  I  refort, 

To  tafte  thy  Mercies    there ; 
I   will  frequent  thine  holy  Court, 
And   worfhip  in  thy  Fear. 

5  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  Feet 

In  Ways  of  Righteoufnefs  ! 
Make   every  Path  of  Duty  ftrait, 
And  plain  before  my  Face. 
Pause. 

6  My  watchful  Enemies  combine 

To   tempt   my  Feet  aflray  ; 
They  flatter  with    a  bafe  Defign, 
To  make  my  Soul  their  Prey. 

7  Lord,  crufh  the  Serpent  in  the    Duft, 

And  all  his    Plots  deftroy  ; 
While   thofe  that  in  thy   Mercy  truft, 
For  ever  fhout   for  Joy. 

8  The  Men  that  love  and  fear  thy  Name, 

•  Shall  fee  their  Hopes  fulfilJM  ; 
The  mighty  God  will  compafs  them 
With  Favour  as  a   Shield. 

Psalm    VI.  Common  Metre. 
Complaint  in    Sickne/s  ;    or,    Difeajes  healed. 

1  TM  Anger,   Lord,  rebuke  me  not, 
X     Wichdra.v  the  dreadful  Storm  ; 

Nor  let  thy  Fury   grow  fo  hot 
Again!];  a  feeble  Worn. 

2  My  Soul  bow'd  down  with  heavy  Cares, 

My  Flefh  with  Pain  opprefs'd  : 
My  Couch  is   Witnefs  to  my  Tears, 
My  Tears  forbid  my  Reft 

3  Sorrow  and  Pain  wear  out  my  Days  ; 

I  wafte  the  Night  with  Cries,  Counting 


*2  P  S  A  L  M  W 

Counting  the  Minutes  as  they  pafs, 
'Till  the  flow  Morning  rife. 

4  Shall  I  be  ftill  tormented  more  ? 

My   Eyes.confum'd   with   Grief? 
How  long,  my  God,  how    long,  before 
Thine  Hand  afford   Relief  ? 

5  He  hears^  when  Duft  and    Afhes  fpeak, 

He  pities  all  our  Groans, 
He  faves  us  for  his  Mercies  fake, 
And  heals  our  broken    Bones. 

6  The  Virtue   of  his  fovereign  Word, 

Reflores  our   fainting  Breath   ; 
For  filent  Graves  praife  not  the  Lord, 
Nor  is  he  known  in  Death. 

Psalm    VI.    Long  Metre. 

Temptations  in   Sicknefs   overcome. 

i   T    ORD,   I  can   fuffer  thy  Rebukes, 

I  j  When  Thou  with  Mndnefs  doit  chaftife 
But  thy  fierce   Wrath  I   cannot  b«ar, 
O  let  it  not  againfl  me  rife  ! 

2  Pity  my   languiiliing  Eftate, 

And  eafe  the  Sorrows   that  I  feel  ; 

The  Wounds  thine  heavy  Hand  hath  made, 

O  let  thj*  gentler  Touches  heal  ! 

3  See   how  I  pafs  my   weary  Days 

In   Sighs  and  Groans  ;  and  when  'tis  Night, 
My    Bed  is   water'd  with  my    Tears  ; 
My  Grief  confumes,   and  dims  my  Sight. 

4  Lock  how    the   Powers  of  "Nature  mourn  J- 
Hjw  long.    Almighty  God,  how   long  ? 
When   fhall  thine  Hour  of  Grace  return  ? 
When  fhall  I  make   thy  Grace  my    Song  ? 


P  $  J  L  M  VII.  jj 

j  I  feel  my   Fiem   fo   near   the  Grave, 
My  Thoughts  are  tempted  to  defpair  : 
But   Graves   can  never  praife  the   Lord, 
For  all  is  Dull  and   Silence  there. 

6  Depart,  ye  Tempters,   from  my  Soul  ; 
And  all  defpairing  Thoughts  depart   ; 
My  God,  who  hears  my    humble  Moan, 
Will  eafe  my   Flefh,   and   chear  my   Heart. 
F  s  A  l   m     YU. 

God's  Care  of  his  People,  andPunijbment  ofpfrfecuton* 

1  T\/F^  Trufl  is  in  my  heavenly  Friend, 
iVJL     My    Hope  in  Thee,  my  God   : 
Rife  and  my  helplefs  Life  defend 

From  thofe  that  feek  my  Blood, 

2  With  Infolence  and  Fury  they 

My  Soul  in  Pieces  tear, 
As  hungry  Lions  rend   the  Prey 
When  no  Deliverer's  near. 

3  If  I  had  e'er  provok'd  them  fair, 

Or  once  ahus'd  my  Foe, 
Then  let  him  tread  my  Life  to  Dull:, 
And  lay  mine  Honour  low. 

4  If  there  be    Malice  found  in  me, 

I  know  thy  piercing  Eyes  ; 
I  mould  not  dare  appeal  to  Thee 
Nor  afk  my   God  to  rife. 

5  Arife,  my  God,  lift  up  thy  Hand, 

Their  Pride   and  Pow'r    controul; 
Awake  to  Judgment,  and  command 
Detiv'rance  for  my  Soul. 
Pause. 

6  [Let  Sinners,  and  their  wicked  Rage 

Be   humbled  to   the  Dull  ; 
Shall  not  the  God  of  Truth  engage 

To   vindicate  the  Juil  !  f  He 


14  PSALM    VIII. 

7  He  knows  the  Heart,  he  tries  the  Reins, 

He  will  defend   th'  Upright  ; 
His   lharpeft  Arrows  he  ordains 
Againit  the  Sons  of  Spight. 

8  For  me   their   Malice  digg'd  a  Pit, 

But  there  themfelves    are   cart  ; 
My   God  makes    a'l   their  Mifchief  light 
On   their  own    Heads  at  laft.] 

9  That  cruel  perfecuting  Race 

Muft    feel  his  dreadful  Sword  : 
Awake   my   Soul,  and  praife  the  Grace 
And  Juflice  of  the  Lord. 

Psalm    VIII.    Short  Metre. 

God's  Sever f rgnty  and  Goodne/s  ;  and  Man's  Dominion 

o<ver  the  Creatures. 

1  f~\  Lord,  our   heavenly   King, 
KJ     Thy  Name  is   all  Divine  ; 

Thy    Glories  round  the    Earth  are  fpread, 
And  o'er  the  Heav'ns  they  mine. 

2  When  to  th\    Wo»ks   en  high 

I  raife  my  wond'ring  Eyes, 
To  fee    the    Moon  complete  in  Light 
Adorn  the  darkfome  Skies  : 

3  When  I  furvey  the  Stars 

And  all   their  mining  Forms, 
Lord,   what   is   Man,  that   woithlefs  Thing 
A-kin  to   Dufl   and   Worms  ,? 

4  Lord,  what  is  worthlefs  Man, 

That  th'"a  fhouldil   love  him  fo  ? 
N-.xt  to    rhine  Angels  is  he   phe'd, 
And  Lord  of  all  below." 

5  Thine   Honours  crown   his   Head, 

While  Beaits,   like   Slaves   obey,. 

Ahd 


PSALM  VIII.  15 

And  Birds  that  cut  the   Air  with  Wings, 
And    Fifh  that   cleave  the  Sea. 

6  How  rich    thy   Bounties    are  ! 

And  wond'rous   are  thy  Ways  : 
Of  D  nil  and    Worms   thy  Pow'r  can  frame 
A  Monument  of  Praife. 

7  [  Out  of  the   Mouths  of  Babes 

And  Sucklings,   thou  caa'H  draw 
Surprizing   Honours  to  thy   Name, 
And  itrike  the   World  with  Awe. 

8  O  Lord,  our  heav'nly    King, 

Thy    Name  is   all    Divine  : 
Thy  Glories  round   the  Earth  is  fpread, 
And  o'er  the  Heav'ns  they   mine.] 

Psalm    VIII.     Common  Metre. 
Chrift's    Condejcemion    and    Glorification ;    or,    God 
?i.ade  Man. 

1  £~*\  Lord,  our  Lord,  how   wondrous  great 
\_/     [3  thine  exalted    Name  ! 

The  Glories  of  thy  heav'nly  State 
-Let  Men  and  Babes  prockim. 

2  When  I  behold  thy  Works   on  high, 

The  Moon   that  rules    the   Night, 
And    Stars  that  well  adorn    the    Sky, 
Thofe  moving  Worlds  of  Light; 

3  Lord,  what  is  Man,  or  all  his  Race, 

Who  dwells  fo  far  below, 
That   thou  mouldfr.  viiit  him  with  Grace, 
And  love  his   Nature  fo  ? 

4  That  thine  eternal  Sen   mould   bear 

To  take  a  mortal  Form. 
Made  lower  than  his   Angels  are, 

To  fave  a  dying  Worm.  5  [Yet 


i6  P  S  A  L  M   VIII. 

5  [Ytt  while   he    liv'd  on   Earth  unknown- 

And   Men   would  not  adore, 
Th'   obedient    Seas  and  Fifties   own 
His    Godhead    and  his  Pow'r. 

6  The  Waves  lay  fpread  beneath  his  Feet, 

And    Fifh    at   his    Command 
Brine  their  large   Shoals  to   Peter* &   Net, 
Bring  Tribute  to   his    Hand. 

7  Thcfe  lefTer  Glories  of  the  Son 

Shone  through,  the  flefhly  Cloud  ; 
Now  we  behold  Him  on  his  Throne, 
And  Men  confefs  him  God.] 

8  Let  him  be  crown'd  with  Majefty 

Who  bow'd  his  Head  to  Death  ; 
And  be  his  Honour  founded  high, 
By  all  Things  that  have  Breath. 

Jefusy  our  Lord,  how  wondrous  great 

Is  thine  exalted  Name  ! 
The  Glories  of  thy  heavenly  State 
Let  the  whole  Earth  proclaim. 

Psalm  VIII.  Ver.  \,  z.  Paraphrased. 

Fir  ft   Part.    Long  Metre. 

Fi^Hofanna  of  the  Children ;  Or,  Infants  praiftngGod. 

1  A   LMTGHTY  Ruler  of  the  Skies, 

Jl\.   Thro'  the  wide  Earth  thy  Name  is  fpread, 

And    thine  eternal  Glories  rife 

O'er  all  the  Heav'ns  thy  Hands  have  made. 

2  To  thee  the  Voices  of  the  Young, 
A  Monument  of  Honour  raife  ; 
And  Babes  with  uninitruded  Tongue 
Declare  the  Wonders  cf  thy  Trails. 

1  Thy 


PSA  L  M  VIII.  r- 

3  Thy  Power  affifts  their  tender  Age 
To  bring  proud  Rebels  to  the  Ground, 
To  flill  the  bold  Blafphemer's   Rage, 
And  all  their  Policies  confound. 

■t   Children  amidft  thy  Temple  throng 
To  fee  their  great  Redeemer's  'Face  i 
The  Son  of Da<vid,  is  their  Song, 
And  young  Hofannah's  fill  the  Place. 

5  The  frowning  Scribes  and  angry   Prieffe 
In  vain  their  impious  Cavils  bring  ; 
Revenge  fits  filent  in  their  Breafts, 
While  Jewjijh  Babes  proclaim  their  King. 

Psalm    VIII.    Ver.   3,  &c.  Paraphrased. 

Second  Part-     Long  Metre. 

Adam  WChrift,  Lords  of  the  Old  &  New  Creation. 

1  T    ORD,  what  was  Man  when  made  at  firft, 
1  j  Adam  the  Offspring  of  the  Daft, 

That  thou  fnould'it  fet  him  and  his  Race 
But  juft  below  an  Angel's  Place? 

2  That  thou  fhouldft  raife  his  Nature  fo, 
And  nuke  him  Lord  of  all  below, 
Make  every  Beaft  and  Bird  fubmit. 
And  lay  the  Filhes  at  his  Feet  ? 

3  But  O  !  what  brighter  Glories  wait 
To  crown  the  Second  Adam's  State  1 
What   Honours  mall  thy  Son  adorn, 
Who  ccndefcended  to  be  born  ? 

4  See  him  below  his  Angels  made  ; 
See  him  in  Duft  amongil  the  Dead, 
To  lave  a  ruin'd  World  from  Sin  : 
But  he.  ihall  reign  with  Pow'r  divine, 

6  •  -.  .      r  The 


i8  P  S  A  L  M  IX. 

5  The  World  to  come  redeem'd  from  all 
The  Mis'ries  that  attend  the  fall, 
New  made  and  glorious,  (hall  fubmit 
At  our  exalted  Saviour's    Feet. 

P  8   a   l   m  IX.    Fir  ft  Metre. 
Wrath  and  Mercy  from  the  Judgment  Seat. 

i   TT/ITH  my  whole  Heart  I'll  raife  my  Sone, 
VV       Thy  Wonders  I'll  proclaim  : 
Thou  fov'reign  Judge  of  Right  and  Wrong 
Wilt  put  thy  Foes  to  Shame. 

2  I'll  fing  thy  Majefty  and  Grace  ; 

My  God  prepares  his  Throne 
To  Judge  the  World  in  Righteoufnefs, 
And  make  his  Vengeance  known. 

3  Then  fhall  the  Lord  a  Refuge  prove 

For  all  the  Poor  opprefs'd  ; 

To  fave  the  People  of  his  Love, 

And  give  the  Weary  Reft. 

4  The  Men  that  know  thy  Name  will  truft 

In  thy  abundant  G  a  :e  ; 
For  thou  haft  re'er  forfook  the  Juft, 
Who  humbly  feek  thy  face. 

5  Sing     Praifes  to  the  Righteous  Lord, 

Who  dwells  on  Zionh  Hill. 
Who  executes  his  threat'ning  Word 
And  doth  his  Grace  fulfil. 

Psalm     IX.   Ver   12.      Second  Part. 
The  Wifdom  and  Equity  of  Prcvidtnce. 

j  TI7HRN  the  great  Judge  Supreme  and  Juft, 
V V       Shall  once  enquire  for  Blood, 
The  humble  Souls  that  mourn  in  Dull? 
Shall  find  a  faithful  God. 

%  He 


P  S  A  L  M  IX.  i9 

2  He  from  the  dreadful  Gates  of  Death 

Does  his  own  Children  raife  ; 
In  Zion's  Gates  with  chearful  Breath 
They  fing  their  Father's  Praife. 

3  His  Foes  mail  fall  with  heedlefs  Feet 

Into  the  Pit  they  made  ; 
And  Sinners  perifh  in  the  Net 

That  their  own  Hands  have  fpread. 

4  Thus  by  thy  Judgment,  mighty  God, 

Are  thy  deep  Counfels  known  ; 
When  Men  of  Mifchief  are  deftroy'd, 
The  Snare  muffc  be  their  own. 

Pause. 

5  The  Wicked  fhall  fink  down  to  Hell; 

Thy  Wrath  devour  the  Lands 
That  dare  forget  Thee,  or  rebel 
Againft  thy  known  Commands. 

6  Though  Saints  to  fore  Diftrefs  are  brought* 

And  wait  and  long  complain, 
Their  Cries  fhall  not  be  ftill  forgot, 
Nor  fhall  their  Hopes  be  vain. 

7  [Rife,  great  Redeemer,  from  thy  Seat 

To  judge  and  fave  the  Poor  ; 
Let  Nations  tremble  at  thy  Feet, 
And  Man  prevail  no  more. 

8  Thy  Thunder  fhall  affright  the  Proud, 

And  put  their  Hearts  to  Pain, 
Make  'em  confefe  that  thou  art  God, 
And  they  but  feeble  Men. 

B  PSAL; 


20  P  S  A  L  M  X. 

P    S    A    L    M       X. 

Prayer  heard,  and  Saints  faved  ;  or,  Pride,  Athei/m 
and  OppreJJion  punijb'd. 

For  a  Humiliation  Day. 

1  TT  7HY  doth  the  Lord  Hand  off  fo  far  ? 

VV       And  wny  conceal  his  Face, 
When  great  Calamities  appear, 
And  Times  of  deep  Diitrefs  ? 

2  Lord,  mall  the  Wicked  flill  deride 

Thy  Jultice  and  thy  Pow'r   f 
Shall  they  advance  their  Heads  in  Pride, 
And  flill  thy  Saints  devour  ? 

3  They  put  thy  Judgments  from  their  Sight, 

And  then  infult  the  Poor  ; 
They  boaft  in  their  exalted  Height, 
That  they  mall  fall  no  more. 

4  Arife,  O  God,  lift  up  thine  Hand, 

Attend  our  humble  Cry  ; 
.No  Enemy  fhall  dare  to  ftand 
When  God  afcends  on  high. 
Pause. 

5  Why  do  the  Men  of  Malice  rage, 

And  fay  with  fooliih  Pride, 
**  The  GOD  of  Heaven  <will  ne'er  engage 
«  To  fight  on  Zion's  Side, 

6  But  thou  for  ever  art  our  Lord  ; 

And  pow'rful  is  thine  Hand, 
As  when  the  Heathens  felt  thy  Sword, 
And  perifti'd  from  thy  Land. 

7  Thou  wilt  prepare  our  Hearts  to  pray, 

And  caufe  thine  Ear  to  hear 
'He  hearkens  what  his  Children  fay, 

.And  puts  the  World  in  fear*  8  Proud 


P  S  A  L  M  XL  2  r 

8  Proud  Tyrants  mall  no  more  opprefs, 
No  more  defpife  the  J  aft  ; 
And  mighty  Sinners  fhall  confefs 
They  are  but  Earth  and  Dull. 

Psalm     XI. 

God  loves  the  Righteous,  and  hates  the  Wicked, 

1  T\/rY"  Refuge  is  the  God  of  Love, 
j\jL  Why  do  my  Foes  infult  and  cry, 
"   Fly  like  a  timorous  trembling  Dove, 

"  To  difiant  Woods  or  Mountains  fly. 

2  If  Government  be  all  deftroy'd, 
(That  firm  Foundation  of  our  Peace) 
And  Violence  make  Juftice  void, 
Where  mall  the  Righteous  feek  Redrefsl 

3  The  Lord  in  Heaven  has  hx'd  his  Throne.* 
His  Eye  furveys  the  World  "below  ; 

To  him  all  mortal  Things  are  known, 
His  Eye-lids  fearck  our  Spirits  through. 

4  If  he  afflicts  his  Saints  fo  far, 

To  prove  their  Love  and  try  their  Grace* 
What  may  the  bold  TranfgreiTors  fear  r" 
His  very  Soul  abhors  their  Ways. 

5  On  impious  Wretches  he  mall  rain 
Tempefts  of  Brimftone,  Fire  and  Death* 
Such  as  he  kindled  on  the  Plain 

Of  Sodom,  with  his  angry  Breath. 

6  The  righteous  Lord  love  righteous  Souls* 
Whofe*Thoughts  and  Actions  are  fincere* 
And  with  a  gracious  Eye  beholds 

The  Men  that  his  own  Image  bear. 

B    2  ?SAL&^ 


22  PSALM  XIL 

P  s  a  l  m     XII.     Long  Metre. 

The  Saint's  Safety  and  Hope  in  evil  Times  :  Or,  Sins 
cftbe  Tongue  complained  of,  viz.  Blofpbemy,  Fal- 
jboad,  &c. 

x   T    ORD,  if  thou  doft  not  foon  appear, 
I   j  Vertue  and  Truth  will  fly  away  ; 
A  faithful  Man  amongft  us  here, 
Will  fcarce  be  found,  if  thou  delay. 

2  The  whole  Difeourfe  when  Neighbours  meet 
Is  nil'd  with  Trifles  loofe  and  vain  ; 
Their  Lips  are  Flett'ry  and  Deceit, 

And  their  proud  Language  is  profane. 

3  But  Lips  that  with  Deceit  abound 
Shall  not  maintain  their  Triumph  long 
The  God  of  Vengeance  will  confound 
The  flatt'ring  and  blafpheming  Tongue. 

4  Yet  Jhall  our  Words  be  free,  they  cry  ; 

"   Our  Tongues  Jball  be  controuVd  by  none  ; 
<c  Where  is  the  Lord  ivill  ajk  us  ivby  ? 
Or  /ay,  our  Lips  are  not  our  own  f 

5  The  Lord  who  fees  the  Poor  opprefs'd, 
And  hears  th*  Oppreffor's  haughty  Strain, 
Will  rife  to  give  his  Children  Reft, 
Nor  mail  they  truft  his  Word  in  vain. 

6  Thy  Word,  O  Lord,  tho'  often  try'd, 
Void  of  Deceit  mall  ftill  appear  ; 
Not  Silver  feven  times  purify'd. 

From  Drofs  and  Mixture  mines  fo  clear. 

7  Thy  Grace  mall  in  the  darkeft  Hour 
Defend  the  holy  Soul  from  Harm  : 
Tho'  when  the  vileft  Men  have  PowV, 
On  every  Side  will  Sinners  fwarm, 

Psalm 


P  S  A  L  M'XIX.  23 

Psalm     XII.     Common  Metre. 

Complaint  of  a  general  Corruption  of  Manners  :  Or^ 
The  Promife  &  Signs  of  Chriil's  coming  to  Judgment* 

1  TTELP,   Lord,  for  Men  of  Virtue  fail, 
XjL     Religion  loies  Ground  ; 

The  Sons  of  Violence  prevail, 
And  Treacheries  abound. 

2  Their  Oaths  and  Promifes  they  break, 

Yet  act  the  Flatterer's  Part  ; 
With  fair  deceitful  Lips  they  fpeak, 
And  with  a  double  Heart. 

3  If  we  reprove  fome  hateful  Lie, 

How  is  their  Fury  ftir'd  ? 
"  Are  not  our  Lips  our  onvn,  they  cry, 
"  And  who  "pall  be  our  Lord  ? 

4  Scoffers  appear  on  every  Side, 

Where  a  vile  Race  of  Men 
Is  rais'd  to  Seats  of  Pow'r  and  Pride, 
And  bears  the  Sword  in  vain. 

Pause. 

5  Lord,  when  Iniquities  abound, 

And  Blafphemy  grows  bold, 
When  Faith  is  hardly  to  be  found, 
And  Love  is  waxen  cold  ; 

6  Is  not  thy  Chariot  haft'ning  on  ? 

Haft  thou  not  giv'n  the  Sign  ? 
May  we  not  truft  and  live  upon 
A  Promife  fo  divine  ? 

7  "  Yes,  faith  the  Lord,  now  will  I  rife, 

"  And  make  OpprefTors   flee  ; 
*'  I  ihall  appear  to  their  Surprize, 
66  And  fet  my  Servants  free* 

Bj  S  Thy; 


24  P  S  A  L  M  XIII. 

8  Thy  Word,  like  Silver  feven  Times  try'd, 
Thro*  Ages  fliall  endure  ; 
The  Men  that  in  thy  Truth  confide 
Shall  find  the  Promife  fure. 

Psalm     XIII.     Long  Metre. 

Pleading  nvitb  God  under  Defertion  :    Or,   Hope  in 
\Darknefs. 

1  T  TOW  long,  O   Lord,  fliall  I  complain, 
J_  1  Like  one  that  feeks  his  God  in  vain  ? 
Canlt  thou  thy  Face  for  ever  hide  ? 

And  I  ftill  pray,  and  be  deny'd  ? 

2  Shall  I  forever  be  forgot, 

As  one  whom  thou  regarded  not  ? 

Still  fliall  my  Soul  thine  Abfence  mourn  ? 

And  Hill  delpair  of  thy  Return  ? 

3  How  long  fliall  my  poor  troubled  Breaft 
Be  with  thefe  anxious  Thoughts  opprefs'd  I 
And  Satan,  my  malicious  Foe, 

Rejoyce  to  fee  me  funk  fo  low. 

4]  Hear,  Lord,  and  grant  me  quick  Relief, 
Before  my  Death  conclude  my  Grief, 
If  thou  with-hold  thy  heav'nly  Light, 
I  fleep  in  everlafling  Night. 

5  How  will  the  Pow'rs  of  Darknefs  boait, 
If  but  one  praying  Soul  be  loft  ? 

But  I  have  trufted  in  thy  Grace, 
And  fliall  again  behold  thy  Face. 

6  Whate'er  my  Fees  or  Fears  fuggelt, 
Thou  art  my  Hope,  my  Joy,  my  Reft, 
My  Heart  fliall  feel  thy  Love,  and  raiie 
My  chsarful  Voice  to  Songs  of  Praife. 

PSA£M 


PSALM   XIIL  25 

?  s  a  l  m     XIIL     Common  Metre. 

Complaint  under  Temptations  of  the  Devil. 

1   "  JOW  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  Face  I 
XX     My  God,  how  long  delay  ? 
When  fhall  I  feel  thofe  heavenly  Rays 
That  chafe  my  Fears  away  ? 

z  How  long  fhall  my  poor  laboring  Soul 
Wreftle  and  toil  in  vain  ? 
Thy  Word  can  all  my  Foes  controul,. 
And  eafe  my  raging  Pain. 

3  See  how  the  Prince,  of  Darknefs  tries 

All  his  malicious1  Arts, 
He  ipreads  a  Mill  around  my  Eyes, 
And  throws  his  fiery  Darts. 

4  Be  thou  my  Sun,  and  thou  my  Shield, 

My  Soul  in  Safety  keep  ; 
Make  hafte  before  mine  Eyes  are  feal'd 
In  Death's  eternal  Sleep. 

5  How  would  the  Tempter  boall  aloud 

If  I  become  his  Prey  ! 
Behold  the  Sons  of  Hell  grow  proud 
At  thy  fo  long  Delay. 

6  But  they  fhall  fly  at  thy  Rebuke, 

And  Satan  hide  his  Head  ; 
He  knows  the  Terrors  of  thy  Look, 
And  hears  thy  Voice  with  Dread. 

7  Thou  wilt  difplay  that  fovereign  Grace 

Where  all  my  Hopes  have  hung  9 
I  fhall  employ  my  Lips  in  Praife, 
And  Vi&'ry  fhall  be  fung. 

B    4  PsALIUl 


16  PSALM   XIV. 

Psalm     XIV.     Firft  Part. 

By  Nature  all  Men  are  Sinners. 
i   TT^OOLS  in  their  Hearts  believe  and  fay, 
JP      u  That  all  Religion's  vain, 
**  There  is  no  God  that  reigns  on  high, 
"  Or  minds  th'  Affairs  of  Men, 

2  From  Thoughts  fo  dreadful  and  profane 

Corrupt  Difcourfe  proceeds  ; 
And  in  their  impious  Hands  are  found 
Abominable  Deeds. 

3  The  Lord  from  his  Celeflial  Throne 

L  »ok'd  down  on  Things  below, 
To  find  the  Man  that  fought  his  Grace, 
Or  did  his  Juflice  know. 

a.  By  Nature  all  are  gone  aftray, 
Their  Practice  all  the  fame  ; 
There's  none  that  fears  his  Maker's  Hand, 
There's  none  that  loves  his  Name. 

j  Their  Tongues  are  us'd  to  fpeak  Deceit* 
Their  Slanders  never  ceafe  ; 
How  fwift  to  Mifchief  are  their  Feet  ; 
Nor  know  the  Paths  of  Peace. 

6  Such  Seeds  of  Sin  (that  bitter  Root)] 
In  ev'ry  Heart  are  found  ;  I 
Nor  can  they  bear  diviner  Fruit, 
Till  Grace  refine  the  Ground. 

Psalm    XIV.     Second  Part. 

The  Folly  of  Perfecutors. 
l      A   RE  Sinners  now  fo  ienfelefs  grosvn 
jtjL     That  they  the  Saints  devour  ? 
And  never  worfhip  at  thy  Throne, 
Nor  fear  thine  awful  Pow'r  r 

2  Grea. 


P  S  A  L  M  XV.  2f 

%  Great  God,  appear  to  their  Surprize, 
Reveal  thy  dreadful  Name  ; 
Let  them  ~no  more  thy  Wrath  defpife, 
Nor  turn  our  Hope  to  Shame. 

3  Dolt  thou  not  dwell  among  the  Juffy 

And  yet  our  Foes  deride, 
That  we  mould  make  thy  Name  our  Truft, 
Great  God,  confound  their  Pride, 

4  6  that  the  joyful  Day  were  come 

To  nniih  our  Diftrefs  i 
When  God  mall  bring  his  Children  home9 
Cur  Songs  mall  never  ceafe. 

Psalm    XV,    Common  Metre. 

Char  afters  of  a  Saint  ;    Or,  A  Citizen  of  Zion  £ 
Or,  The  Qualifications  of  a  Chrifiian. 

i  1T7HO  mail  inhabit  in  thy  Hil!3 
VV      O  God  of  HolineA  ? 

Whom  will  the  Lord  admit  to  dwell 
So  near  his  Throne  of  Grace  t 

2  The  Man  that  walks  in  pious  Ways, 

And  works^  with  righteous  Hands'; 
That  trufts  his  Maker's  Promifes, 
And  follows  his  Commands. 

3  He.  fpeaks  the  Meaning  of  his  Heart, 

Nor  flanders  with  his  Tongue  » 

Will  fcarce  believe  an  ill  Report, 

Nor  do  his  Neighbour  Wrong- 

4  The  wealthy  Sinner  he  contemns* 

Loves  all  that  fear  the  Lord  ; 
ArJ.  tho*  to  his  own  Hurt  he  fwears* 
Still  he  performs  his  Word* 


2&  PSALM  XV. 

<;  His  Hands  difdiin  a  golden  Bribe, 
And  never  gripe  the  Poor. 
This  Man  fhall  dwell  with  God  on  Earth, 
And  find  his  Heaven  iecure. 

Psalm     XV.     Long  Metre. 

Religion  and  Juftice,  Gccdnefs  and  Truth  ;  or,  Duties 
to  GOD  and  Man  ;  or,  the  Qualifications  of  a 
Chrijiian. 

W'HO  fhall  afcend  thy  heav'nly  Place, 
Great  God,  and  dwell   before  thy  Face  ? 
The  Man  that  minds  Religion  now, 
And  humbly  walks  with  God  below. 

2  Whofe  Hands  are  pure,  whofe  Heart  is  clean  ; 
Whofe  Lips  Hill  fpeak  the  Thing  they  mean  ? 
No  Slanders  dwell  upon  his  Tongue  : 

He  hates  to  do  his  Neighbour  Wrong. 

3  [Scarce  will  he  truft  an  ill  Report, 
Nor  vent  it  to  his  Neighbour's  Hurt  : 
Sinners  of  State  he  can  defpife, 

But  Saints  are  honour'd  in  his  Eyes.] 

4.  []  ,rm  to  his  Word  he  ever  flood, 

always  makes  his  Promife  good  : 
Nor  dares  to  change  the  Thing  he  fwears* 
Whatever  Fvn  or  Lofs  he  bears.] 

5  [r~e  never  deals  in  biibing  Gold, 

A  d  mourns  that  Juitice  fhould  be  fold  : 
While  othefi  gripe  and  grind  the  Poor,, 
Sweet  Charity  atvend  his  Door] 

6  He  loves  his  Enemies  and  prays 

For  thofe  fhat  curfe  him   uO  his  Fade  : 
And  dorh  to  all  Men  lUU  the  fame 
That  he  would  hope  or  wifli  from  them. 

7  Yet, 


PSALM  XVI.  29 

7  Yet,  when  his  holieft  Worfts  are  done, 
His  Soul  depends  on  Grace  -alone  : 
This  is  the  Man  thy  Face  fhall  fee, 
And  dwell  for  ever,  Lord,  with  Thee. 

Psalm     XVI.     Firfi  Part.     Long  Metre, 

Conf effort  of  our  Poverty  ;  and,   Saints  the  befi  Com- 
pany :  or,  Good  Works  profit  Men  not  GOD* 

1  TjReferve  me,  Lord,  in  Time  of  Need, 
X     For  Succour  to  thy  Throne  I  flee, 
But  have  no  Merits  there  to  plead  ; 
My  Goodnefs  cannot  reach  to  Thee. 

2  Oft  have  my  Heart  and  Tongue  confeil, 
How  empty  and  how  poor  I  am  ; 

My  Praife  can  never  make  thee  bleft, 
Nor  add  new  Glories  to  thy  Name. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  Saints  on  Earth  may  reap3  , 
Some  Profit  by  the  Good  we  do  ; 

Thefe  are  the  Company  I  keep, 
Thefe  are  the  choiceft  Friends  I  know. 

4-Let  others  chufe  the  Sons  of  Mirth 
To  give  a  Relifh  to  their  Wine, 
I  love  the  Men  of  heav'nly  Birth, 
Whofe  Thoughts  and  Language  are  divine. 

Psalm     XVI.     Second  Part,     Long  Metre* 
CbriJPs '  All-Sufficiency. 

3   1  "TOW  fall  their  Guilt  and  Sorrows  rife, 
STL  Who  hafte  to  feek  fome  Idol  God  ? 
I  will  not  tafte  their  Sacrifice, 
Their  QfFrings  of  forbidden  Blood. 

2  My  God  provides  a  richer  Cup, 
And  noble  Food  to  live  upon  ; 
He  for  my  Life  has  offered  up 
Jefiis  fcis  beft  beloved  Souu  3  Hill 


SO  PSALM  XVI. 

3  His  Love  is  my  perpetual  Feaft  ; 

By  Day  his  Counfels  guide  me  right  f 
And  be  his  Name  for  ever  Weft, 
Who  gives  me  fweet  Advice  by  Night. 

4  I  fet  him  Hill  before  mine  Eyes  ; 

At  my  right  Hand  he  Hands  prepaid 
To  keep  my  Soul  from  all  Surprize, 
And  be  my  everlailing  Guard. 

Psalm     XVI.    Third  Part.    Long  Metre, 

Courage  in  Death,  and  Hope  of  the  Refurreftion. 
i    T  X /HEN^God  is  nigh,  my  Faith  is  ftrong* 
W     His  Arm  is  my  almighty  Prop  : 
Be  glad-,  my  Heart,  rejoyce,  my  Tongue,, 
My  dying  Flefh  mall  reft  in  Hope. 

2  Though  in  the  Duft  I  lay  my  Head, 
Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  Soul  for  ever  with  the  Dead, 

Nor  lefe  thy  Children  in*  the  Grave. 

3  My  Flefh  mall  thy  firft  Call  obey, 
Shake  off  the  Dull,  and  rife  on  high  ; 
Then  malt  thou  lead  ihe  wondrous  Way 
Up  to  thy  Throne  above  the  Sky. 

^  There  Streams  of  endlefs  Pic afure^  flow.; 
And  full  Dicov'ries  of  thy  Grace 
[Which  we  but  tailed  here  below] 
Spread  heav'nly  Joys  thro*  all  the  Place. 

Psalm  XVI.   i-^8.  Firft  Part.  Common  Metre. 

Support  and  Ccunjel  from  GOD  without  Merit, 
i   OAVE  me,  O  Lord,  fiom  ev'ry  Foe  j 
ij     In  1*hee  my  Truft  I  place, 
though  all  the  Good  that  I  can.  do 
Can  ne'er  deferve.  thy  Graces 

t  Yet 


PSALM  XVI.  31 

2  Yet  if  my  God  prolong  my  Breath* 

The  Saints  may  profit  by't ; 
The  Saints  the  Glory  of  the  Earth* 
The  Men  of  my  Delight. 

3  Let  Heathens  to  their  Idols  hade, 

And  wormip  Wood  or  Stone  ; 
But  my  delightful  Lot  is  call 

Where  the  true  God  is  known.  '  ) 

4  His  Hand  provides  my  conftant  Food, 

He  fills  my  daily  Cup  ; 
Much  am  I   pleas'd  with  prefent  Good* 
But  more  rejoice  in  Hope. 

5  God  is   my  Portion  and  my  Joy  ; 

His  Counfeis  are  my  Light  : 
He  gives  me  fweet  Advice  by  Day, 
And  gentle  Hints  by  Night. 

6  My  Soul   would  all  her  Thoughts  approve-    • 

To  his  all  feeing  Eye  ; 
>    Not  Death  nor  Hell  my  Hope  mall  move 
While  iuch  a  Friend  is  nigh. 

P  s  a  l  m     XVL    Second  Part.    Common  Metre., 
The  Death  and  Refurrefiion  of  Chrift. 
Set  the  Lord  before  my  Face, 
"  He  bears  my  Courage  up  : 
My  Heart  my  Torque  their  Joys  exprefs, 
"  My  Flefh  fhall  reft  in  Hope. 

2.  u  My  Spirit  Lord  thou  wilt  not  leave 
"  Where  Souls  departed  are  ; 
"  Nor  quit  my  Body  to  the  Grave 
46  To  fee  Corruption  there. 

3  "  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  Path  of  Life, 
"  And  raife  me  to  thy  Throne  : 
5*  Thy  Courts  immortal  Pleafure  give, 
g  Thy  Prefence  Joys  unknown,        4  [Thy*: 


1 


32  PSALM   XVII. 

4  [Thus  in  the  Name  of  Chrifi,  the  Lord, 

The  holy  David  ftmg. 
And  Providence  fulfils  the  Word 
Of  his  Prophetick  Tongue. 

5  Je/us,  whom  every  Saint  adores, 

Was  crucify'd   and  flain  ; 
Behold   the  Tomb  its  Prey  reftores, 
Behold  he  lives  again. 

6  When  fhall  my  Feet  arife  and  ftand 

On  Heav'ns  eternal  Hills  ? 
There  fits  the  Son  at  God's  Right-Hand,, 
And  there  the  Father  fmiles.] 
Psalm     XVII.  Ver.   13,  ciJV.  Short  Metre. 
Portion    of    Saints    and    Sinners   ;    or,     Hope    and 
Defpair  in  Death, 

1  A  RISE,  my  gracious  God, 
jf\     And  make  the  Wicked  flee  5 
They  are  but   thy  chaftifing  Rod 

To  drive  thy  Saints  to  Thee. 

2  Behold  the  Sinner  dies, 

His  haughty  Words  are  vain  ; 
Here  in  this  Life  his  Pleafure  lies. 
And  all  beyond  is  Pain. 

3  Then  let  his  Pride  advance, 

And  boaft  of  all  his  Store  ; 
The  Lord  is  my  Inheritance, 
My  Soul  can  wifh  no  more. 

4  I  fhall  behold  the  Face 

Of  my  forgiving  God  ; 
And  ftand  compleat  in  Righteoufnefs^ 
Wafh'd  in  my  Saviour's  Blood. 

5  There's  a  new  Heav'n  begun 

When  I  awake  from  Death,  . 
Dreft  in  the  Likenefs  of  thy  Son, 

And  draw  wxunwtal  Breath*  Fja^m 


PSALM  XVII,  XVIII.        33 

Psalm     XVII.     Long  Metre. 

The  Sinner's    Portion    and  Saint's  Hope   ;     or,    The 

Heaven  of  feperate  Souls,  and  the  RefurreSiion. 

1  Y    ORD,  1   am  thine  ;  bat  thou  wilt  prove 
J_^  My  Faith,  my  Patience,  and  my  Love  ; 
When  Men  of  Spite  againft  me  join, 

They  are  the  Sword,  the  Hand  is  thine. 

2  Their  Hope  and  Portion  lie  below  ; 
'Tis  all  the  Happinefs  they  know, 

'Tis  all  they  feek  ;  they  take  their  Shares 
And  leave  the  reft  among  their  Heirs. 

3  What  Sinners  value,  I  relign  ; 

Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine  t 
I  mail  behold  thy  blifsful  Face, 
And  Hand  compleat  in  Righteoufnefs. 

4  This  Life's  a  Dream,  an  empty  Show  ; 
But  the  bright  World,  to  which  I  go, 
Hath  Joys  fubftantial  and  fincere  ; 
When  mall  I  wake,  and  find  me  there. 

5  O  glorious  Hour  !  O  bleft  Abode  ! 
I  mail  be  near,  and  like  my  God  ; 
And  Flefn  and  Sin.no  more  controul 
The  facred  Pleafures  of  the  Soul. 

6  My  Flefn  fhall  flumber  in  the  Ground,' 
Till  the  lair.  Trumpet's  joyful  Sound  : 
Then  burft  the  Chains  with  fweet  Surpiize, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  Image  rife. 

.£  s   a   l   m     XVIII.     Fir/?  Part. 

Long  Metre.     Ver.   I — 6,   15 — 18. 

Deliverance  from  Dejpair  ;  cr  Temptation  overcome** 

l  7-TpHEE  will  I  love,  O  Lord,  my  Strength, 

Jt       My  Rock.,  my  Tow'r,  my  high  Defence 

"hy  mighty  Arm  fhall  be  my  Trull, 

For  I  have  found  Salvation  vhence,      2  DeatI 


34  PSALM  XVIII. 

2  Death,  and  the  Terrors  of  the  Grave, 
Stood  round  me  with  their  difmal  Shade  ; 
While  Floods  of  high  Temptations  rofe, 
And  made  my  finking  Soul  afraid. 

3  I  faw  the  owning  Gates  of  Hell 
With  endlefs  Pains  and  Sorrow  there, 
(Which  none  but  they  that  feel  can  tell) 
While  I  was  hurry'd  to  Defpair. 

4  In  my  Diftrefs  I  call'd  my  God, 
When  I  could  fcarce  believe  him  mine  ; 
He  bow'd  his  Ear  to  my  Complaint  5 
Then  did  his  Grace  appear  divine. 

5  [With  Speed  he  flew  to  my  Relief, 
As  on  a  Churub's  Wing  he  rode  ; 
Awful  and  bright  as  Lightning  ihone 
The  Face  of  my  Deliv'rer  God. 

6  Temptations  fled  at  his  Rebuke, 
The  Blail  of  his  Almighty  Breath  ; 
He  fent  Salvation  from  on  high, 

And  drew  me  from  the  Deeps  of  Death.] 

7  Great  were  my  Fears,  my  Foes  were  great, 
Much  was  their  Strength,  and  more  their  Rage  1 
But  Chrift,  my  Lord,  is  Conqueror  itill 

In  all  the  Wars  that  Devils  wage. 

8  My  Song  for  ever  fhall  record 
That  terrible,  that  joyful  Hour  y  . 
And  give  the  Glory  to  the  Lord  . 
Due  to  his  Mercy  and  his  Pow'r. 

Psalm     XVIII. 

Second  Part.  Ver.  20 rz6.  Long  Metre.. 

Sincerity  prorfd  and  rewarded. 
j   T    ORD,  thou  haft  feen  my  Soul  fincere, 
JU    Haft  mads  thy  Truth  ajjd  Love  appear : 


PSALM  XVIII.  35 

Before  mine  Eyes  I  fet  thy  Laws, 

And  Thou  haft  oyvn'd  my  righteous  Caufe. 

2  Since  I  have  learn'd  thy  holy  Ways, 
Iv'e  walk'd  upright  before  thy  Face  : 
Or  if  my  Feet  did  e'er  depart, 
'Twas  never  with  a  wicked  Heart. 

3  What  fore  Temptations  broke  my  Reft  ! 
What  Wars  and  Smugglings  in  my  Breaft  i 
But  through  thy  Grace  that  reigns  within 
I  guard  againft  my  darling  Sin. 

4  That  Sin  that  clofe  befets  me  ftill, 
That  works  and  ftrives  againft  my  Will  ; 
When  mail  thy  Spirit's  fov'reign  Pow'r 
Deftroy  it,  that  it  rife  no  more  ? 

5  [With  an  impartial  Hand  the  Lord 
Deals  out  to  Mortals  their  Reward  : 
The  kind  and  faithful  Souls  fhall  rind 
A  God  as  faithful  and  as  kind. 

6  The  Juft  and  Pure  fhall  ever  fay, 

Thou  art  more  pure,  more  juft  than  they  : 
And  Men  that  love  Revenge,  fhall  know, 
God  hath  an  Arm  of  Vengeance  too.] 

Psalm  XVIII.  "Third  Part.  Ver.  30,    31,  34, 

35,  46,  &c.     Long  Metre. 

Rejoicing  in  GOD  ;  or,  Salvation  and  Triumph. 

1  TUST  are  thy  Ways,  and  true  thy  Word, 
J      Great  Rock  of  my  fecure  Abode  : 
Who  is  a  God  beiide  the  Lord  ? 

Or  where 's  a  Refuge  like  our  God  ? 

2  'Tis  He  that  girds  me  with  his  Might, 
Gives  me  his  holy  Sword  to  wield  ; 
And  while  with  Sin  and  Hell  I  fight, 
Spreads  his  Salvation  for  my  Shield.  3  He 


36  PSALM   XVIII. 

3  He  lives,  (and  blefled  be  my  Rock) 
The  God  of  my  Salvation  lives, 

The  dark  Defigns  of  Hell  are  broke  z 
Sweet  is  the  Peace  my  Father  gives. 

4  Before  the  Scoffers  of  the  Age 
I  will  exalt  my  Father's  Name, 
Nor  tremble  at  their  mighty  Rage, 

But  meet  Reproach,  and  bear  the  Shame. 

5  To  David  and  his  Royal  Seed 
Thy  Grace  for  ever  fhall  extend  ; 

Thy  Love  to  Saints  in  Cbrift  their  Head 
Knows  not  a  Limit,  nor  an  End. 

Psalm  XVIII.  Firfi  Part.  Common  Metre; 

Viftory  and  Triumph  over  Temporal  Enemies. 
i  TX7E  love  lne  Lord,  and  we  adore, 
VV      Now  is  thine  Arm  reveal'd  ; 
Thou  art  our  Strength,  our  heav'nly  Tow'r, 
Oar  Bulwark  and  our  Shield. 

2  We  fly  to  our  eternal  Rock> 

And  find  a  fure  Defence  ; 
His  holy  Name  our  Lips  invoke, 
And  draw  Salvation  thence. 

3  When  God,  our  Leader,  fhines  in  Arms, 

What  mortal  Heart  can  bear 
The  Thunder  of  his  loud  Alaims  ? 
The  Light'ning  of  his  Spear  ? 

4  He  rides  upon  the  winged  Wind, 

And  Angels  in  array 
In  Millions  wait  to  know  his  Mind, 
And  fwift  as  Flames  obey. 

5  He  fpeaks,  and  at  his  fierce  Rebuke 

Whole  Armies  are  difmiis'd  ; 
His  Voice,  his  Frown,  his  angry  Look 

Strikes  all  their  Courage  dead.  6  He 


PSALM  XVIIL  37 

6  He  forms  our  Gen'rals  for  the  Field 

With  all  their  dreadful  Skill  ; 
Gives  them  his  awful  Sword  to  weild, 
And  makes  their  Hearts  of  Steel. 

7  [He  arms  our  Captains  to  the  Fight,  , 

(Tho'  there  his  Name's  forgot ; 
He  girded  Cyrus  with  his  Might, 
But  Cyrus  knew  him  not.) 

8  Oft  has  the  Lord  whole  Nations  bleft 

For  his  own  Church's  fake  ; 
The  Pow'rs  that  give  his  People  Reft, 
Shall  of  his  Care  partake.] 

Psalm  XVIII.  Second  Part.  Common  Metre. 
The  Conqueror 's  Song. 

1  A|"^0  thine  Almighty  Arm  we  owe 

X       The  Triumphs  of  the  Day  ^ 
Thy  Terrors,  Lord,  confound  the  Foe, 
And  melt  their  Strength  away. 

2  }Tis  by  thine  Aid  our  Troops  prevail, 

And     break  united  Pow'rs, 
Or  burn  their  boafted  Fleets,  or  fcale 
The  proudefl  of  their  Tow'rs. 

3  How  have  we  chas'd  them  through  the  Fields 

And  trod  them  to  the  Ground, 
While  thy  Salvation  was  our  Shield, 
But  they  no  Shelter  found  I 

4  In  vain  to  Idol  Saints  they  cry, 

And  periih  in  their  Blood  ; 
Where  is  a  Rock  fo  great,  fo  high, 
So  pow'rful  as  their  God  ? 

5  The  Rock  of  Ifrael  ever  lives  ; 

His  Name  be  ever  bleit,  ; 
'Tis  his  own  Arm  the  Vicl'ry  gives, 
And  gives  his  People  Reit.  6  On 


3»  .      F  S  A  L  M    XIX. 

5  On  Kings  that  reign  as  David  did,    } 

He  pours  his  Bleflings  down  j 

Secure  their  Honours  to  their  Seed, 

And  well  fupports  the  Crown. 

Psalm     XIX.     Firft  Part.     Short  Metre. 
The  Book  of  Nature  and  Scripture. 

For  a  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

i   TJEHOLD  the  lofty  Sky 
I)     Declares  its  Maker  God, 
And  all  his  ftarry  Works  on  high 
Proclaim  his  Pow'r  abroad. 

2  The  Darknefs  and  the  Light 

Still  keep  their  Courfe  the  lame  ; 
While  Night  to  Day  and  Day  to  Night 
Divinely  teach  his  Name. 

3  In  every  different  Land 

Their  gen'ral  Voice  is  known  ; 
They  fhew  the  Wonders  of  his  Hand, 
And  Orders  of  his  Throne. 

4  Ye  Britiih  Lands  rejoice, 

H«ie  he  reveals  his  Word  ; 
We  are  not  left  to  Nature's  Voice 
To  bid  us  know  the  Lord. 

5  His  Statutes  and  Commands 

Are  fet  before  our  Eyes, 
He  put  his  Gofpel  in  our  Hands, 
Where  our  Salvation  lies. 

6  His  Laws  are  juil  and  pure, 

His  Truth  without  Deceit* 
His  Promifes  for  ever  fure, 
And  his  Rewards  are  great. 

7  [Not  Honey  to  the  Tafte 

Affords  io  much  Delight,  Nor 


PSALM    XIX. 


39 


Nor  Gold  that  has  the  Furnace  pafs'd 
So  much  allures  the  Sight. 

8  While  of* thy  Works  I  fing, 
Thy  Glory  to  proclaim, 
Accept  the  praife,  my  God,  my  King, 
In  my  Redeemer's  Name.] 

Psalm  XIX.    Second  Part.    Short  Metre. 

GOD's    Word  moft  Excellent  ;    or,    Sincerity    ana 
Watchfulnefs. 
For  a  Lord's-Day  Morning. 
*  ;7>EHOLD  the  Morning  Sun 
JD     Begins  his  glorious  Way,; 
His  Beams  thro*  all  the  Nations -xun, 
And  Life  and  Light  convey. 

2  But  where  the'  Gofpel  comes 

.It  fpeads  diviner  Light, 
It  calls  dead  Sinners  from  their  Tombs3 
And  gives  the  blind  their  Sight. 

3  How  perfeft  is  thy  Word  ! 

And  all  thy  Judgments  juft, 
For  ever  fure  thy  Promife  Lord5 
And  Men  fecurely  trull. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 

Are  thy  Directions  giv'n  \ 
O  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  Path  to  Heav'n  ! 
Pause. 

5  I  heard  thy  Word  with  Love, 

And  I  would  fain  obey  ; 
Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above 
To  guide  me,  left  I  ftray. 
4  O  who  can  ever  find 

The  Errors  of  his  Ways  f 


Yet 


40  PSALM  XIX. 

Yet  with  a  bold  prefumptuous  Mind 
I  would  not  dare  tranfgrefs. 

7  Warn  me  of  ev'ry  Sin, 

Forgive  my  fecret  Faults, 
And  clean  fe  this  guilty  Soul  of  mine, 
Whofe  Crimes  exceed  my  Thoughts. 

t  While  with  my  Heart  and  Tongue 
I  fpread  thy  Praife  abroad  ; 
Accept  the  Worfhip  and  the  Song, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

Psalm     XIX.     Long  Metre. 
The  Books  of  Nature  and  Scripture  compared ;  or, 

The  Glory  and  Succefs  of  the  Go/pel. 
1  /npVHE  Heav'ns  declare  thy  Glory,  Lord, 
X      In  ev'ry  Star  thy  Wifdom  mines  ; 
But  when  our  Eyes  behold  thy  Word, 
We  read  thy  Name  in  fairer  Lines. 

£  The  rowing  Sun  the  changing  Light, 
And  Nights  and  Days  thy  Pow'r  confefs  5 
But  the  bieft  Volume  thou  haft  writ, 
Reveals,  thy  Juftice  and  thy  Grace. 

5  Sun,  Moon  and  Stars  convey  thy  Praife 
Round  the  whole  Earth  and  never  Hand  ; 
So  when  thy  Truth  begun  its  Race, 
It  touch'd  and  glanc'd  on  ev'ry  Land. 

4  Nor  mail  thy  fpreading  Gofpel  reft 

Till  through'  the  World  thy  Truth  haft  run  5 
Till  Chriji  has  all   the  Nations  bleft 
That  fee  the  Light,  or  feel  the  Sun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  Righteoufnefs,  arife, 

Blefs  the  dark  World  with  heav'nly  Light  ; 
Thy  Gofpel  makes  the  Simple  wife, 
Thy  Laws  are  pure,  thy  Tudgments  right, 

6  Tby 


PSALM  XIX.  4r 

■4  Thy  nobleft  Wonders  here  we  view, 
In  Souls  renew'd,  and  Sins  forgiv'n, 
Lord,  cleanfe  my  Sins,  my  Soul  renew, 
And  make  thy  Word  my  Guide  to  Heav'n. 

Psalm  XIX.  To  the  tune  of  the  i^thPfalm. 

The  Book  of  Nature  and  Scripture. 

?    y^>Reat  God,  the  Heav'ns  well  order'd  Frame 
V_X     Declares  the  Glories  of  thy  Name. 

There  thy  rich  Works  of  Wonder  ihine, 
A  thoufand  ftarry  Beauties  there, 
A  thoufand  radiant  Marks  appear 
Of  boundlefs  Pow'r,  and  Skill  divine. 

■'S  From  Night  to  Day,  from  Day  to  Nighta 
The  dawning  and  the  dying  Light, 

Lectures  of  heav'nly  Wifdom  read  ; 
With  filent  Eloquence  they  raife 
Our  Thoughts  to  bur  Creator's  Praife, 

And  neither  Sound  nor  Language  need. 

3  Yet  their  divine  InftrucTions  run 
Far  as  the  Journeys  of  the  Sun, 

And  ev'ry  Nation  knows  their  Voice  : 
The  Sun  like  fome  young  Bridegroom  dreft? 
k    Breaks  from  the  Chambers  of  the  Eaft, 

Rolls  round,  and  makes  the  Earth  rejoice. 

4  Where  e'er  he  fpreads  his  Beams  abroad, 
He  fmiles,  and  fpeaks  his  Maker  God  : 

All  Nature  joins  to  mew  thy  Praife  z 
Thus  God  in  ev'ry  Creature  mines  ; 
Fair  is  the  Book  of  Nature's  Lines, 
But  fairer  is  the  Book  of  Grace. 
Pause. 
5  I  lov.'     he  Volumes  of  thy  Word  ; 
What   '   ght  and  Joy  thofe  Leaves  afford 
ills  benighted  and  diilreft  ! 

Thy 


42  PSALM   XX. 

Thy  Precepts  guide  my  doubtful  Way, 
Thy  Fear  forbids  my  Feet  to  ftray, 
Thy  Promife  leads  my  Heart  to  Reft. 

6  From  the  Difcoveries  of  thy  Law 
The  perfeft  Rules  of  Life  I  draw  : 

Thefe  are  my  Study  and  Delight  ; 
Not  Honey  fo  invites  the  Tafte, 
Nor  Gold  that  hath  the  Furnance  paft 

Appears  fo  pleafmg  to  the  Sight. 

7  Thy  Threat'nings  wake  my  flumb'ring  Eyes, 
And  warn  me  where  my  Danger  lies  ; 

But  'tis  thy  bleffed  Gofpel  Lord, 
That  makes  my  guilty  Confcience  clean, 
Converts  my  Soul,  fubdues  my  Sin, 

And  gives  a  free,  but  large  Reward. 

8  Who  knows  the  Errors  of  his  Thoughts  ? 
My  God,  forgive  my  fecret  Faults, 

And  from  prefumptuous  Sins  reftrain  ; 
Accept  my  poor  Attempts  of  Praife, 
That  I  have  read  thy  Book  of  Grace 
*    And  Book  of  Nature  not  in  vain. 

Psalm     XX. 

Prayer  and  Hope  of  ViSlory. 

For  a  Day  of  Prayer  in  Time  of  War. 

3    TVJOW  may  the  God  of  Pow'r  and  Grace 
X\      Attend  his  People's  humble  Cry  ! 
Jehovah  hears  when  Ifr*el  prays, 
And  brings  Deliverance  from  on  high. 

2  The  Name  of  Jacob's  God  defends.-  • 
Better  than  Shields  or  brazen  Walls  ; 
He  from  his  Sanctuary  fends 
Succour  and  Strength  v/hkti'&tbh  talis. 

3  Well 


P  S  A  L  M    XXI.  43 

3  Well  he  remembers  all  our  Sighs, 
His  Love  exceeds  our  bed  Deferts  ; 
His  Love  accepts  the  Sacrifice 
Of  humble  Groans  and  broken  Hearts. 

4.  In  his  Salvation  is  our  Hope, 
And  in  the  Name  of  Ifrael's  God, 
Our  Troops  mall  lift  their  Banners  up, 
Our  Navies  fpread  their  Flags  abroad. 

5  Some  trull  in  Horfes  train'd  for  War, 
And  fome  of  Chariots  make  their  Boafh; 
Our  fureft  Expectations  are 

From  Thee  the  Lord  of  heav'nJy  Hells. 

6  [O  may  the  Memory  of  thy  Name 
Infpire  our  Armies  for  the  Fight  ! 

Our  Foes  fhall  fall  and  die  with  Shame, 
Or  quit  the  Field  with  mameful  Flight.] 

7  Now  fave  us,  Lord,  from  flavrm  Fear, 
Now  let  our  Hopes  be  firm  and  firong, 
Till  thy  Salvation  fhall  appear, 

And  Joy  and  Triumph  raife  the  Song. 

P  s  a  l   w     XXI.     Common  Metre. 
Our  King  is  the  Care  of  Heaven. 

iQtjfK  S-fates  OT  Lord,  with  Songs  of  Praife 
Shall  m  thy  Strength  rejoyce  ; 
And  bleil  with  thy  Salvation  raife 
To  Heav'ntfc^rchearful  Voice. 

2  Thy  fure  Defence  thro'  Nations  round 

Has  fpreadtlky  glorious  Name  ; 
And  out- fuccefsful  Actions  crown'd 
With  Majefty  and  Fame. 

3  Then  let  ^xJi%£T»7**bn  God  alone 

For  timely  Aid  rely  ; 

C  Hk 


44  PSALM    XXI. 

W/t/iA  Ad  err 00  /tn^TfrrtTtt* 

His  Mercy  fhall  fupport  the  Throne 
fJL+£<*A*&  all  our  Wants  fupply. 

4  But,  righteous  Lord, ""tfty  flubborn  Foes 
Shall  feel  thy  dreadtui  Hand  ; 
Thy  vengeful  Arm  mail  find  out  thofe 
That  hate  )^»  mild  Command. 

$  When  thou  agamft  them  doft  engage 
Thy  juft,  but  dreadful  Doom 
Shall,  like  a  fi'ry  Oven's  Rage, 
Their  Hopes  and  them,  confume. 

6  Thus,  Lord,  thy  wond'rous  Pow'r  declare, 
And  thus  exalt  thy  Fame  ; 
While  we  glad>Songs  of  Praife  prepare 
For  thine  Almighty  Nsme. 

Psalm    XXI,     i -9.     Long  Metre, 

Cbrifi  exalted  to  the  Kingdom. 

1  "T~\/1VID  rejoic'd  in  Gob  his  Strength, 

1  J  Rais'd  to  the  Throne  by  fpecial  Grace, 
But  Cbriji  the  Son  appears  at  length, 
Fulfils  the  Triumph  and  the  Praife. 

2  How  great  is  the  Meffiabh  Joy 
In  the  Salvation  of  thy  Hand  ! 

Lord,  thou  haft  rais'd  his  Kingdom  high, 
And  giv'n  the  World  to  his  Command. 

3  Thy  Goodnefs  grants  what-e'er  he  will, 
Nor  doth  the  lead  Requeft  with-hold  ; 
Bl  flings  of  Love  prevent  him  ftill, 
And  Crowns  of  Glory  not  of  Gold. 

^4  Honour  and  Majefty  divine 

Around  his  facred  Temple  fhine  ; 
Bleft  with  the  Favour  of  thy  Face, 
And  Length  of  everlafting  Pays. 

s  Thine 


PS  A  L  M  XXII.  45 

5  Thine  Hand  mall  find  out  all  his  Foes  ; 
And  as  a  ft'ry  Oven  glows 
With  raging  Heat  and  living  Coals, 
So  fhall  thy  Wrath  devour  their  Souls. 

Psalm     XXIL     i- 16.     Fir/}  Par:, 

Common  Metre.   , 
The  Bufferings  and  Death  of  Christ. 

WHY  has  my  God  my  Soul  forfook. 
Nor  will  a  Smile  afford  ? 
(Thus  David  once  in  Anguifh  fpoke, 
And' thus  our  dying  Lord.) 

Though  'tis  thy  chief  Delight  to  dwell 

Among  thy  praifing  Saints, 
Yet  thou  can  ft  hear  a  Groan  as  well, 

And  pity  our  Complaints. 

3  Our  Fathers  truflffd  in  thy  Name, 
And  great  Deliv'rance  found  ; 
But  I'm  a  Worm  defpis'd  of  Men, 
And  trodden  to  the  Ground. 

.4  Shaking  the  Head  they  pafs  me  by, 
And  laugh  my  Soul  to  Scorn  ; 
"  In  vain  he  trufts  in  God,  they  cry, 
"  Neglefttd  and  forlorn. 

5  But  thou  art  he  who  form'd  my  Fleib, 

By  thine  Almighty  Word, 
And  iince  I  hung  upon  the  Breaft 
My  Hope  is  in  the  Lord. 

6  Why  will  my  Father  hide  his  Face 

When  Foes  Hand  threatening  round 
In  the  dark  Hour  of  deep  Diftrefs, 
And  not  an  Helper  found  ?  - 
Pause. 

7  Behold  thy  Darling  left  among 

The  Cruel  and  the- Proud,        C  z  Ai 


46  P  S  A  L  M   XXII 

As  Balls  of  Ba/Imn  fierce  and  ftrong, 
As  Lions  roaring  loud. 

8  From  Earth  and  Hell  my  Sorrows  meet, 

To  multiply  the  Smart  ; 
They  nail  ray  Hands,  they  pierce  my  Feet, 
And  try  to  vex  my  Heart. 

9  Yet  if  thy  fov'reign  Hand  let  Ioofe 

The  Rage  of  Earth  and  Hell, 
Why  will  my  heav'nly  Father  bruife 
The  Son  he  loves  fo  well  ? 

10  My  God,  if  pofiible  it  be, 

With-hold  this  bitter  Cup  ; 

But  I  refign  my  Will   to  Thee, 

And  drink  the  Sorrows  up. 

11  My  Heart  diffolves  with  Pangs  unknown, 

In  Groans  I  waflc  my  Breath  : 
Thy  heavy  Hand  has  brought  me  down 
Low  as  the  Duft  of  Death. 

12  Father,  I  give  my  Spirit  up, 

And  truft  it  in  thy  Hand  ; 
My  dying  Flelh  mail  reft  in  Hope, 
And  rife  at  thy  Command. 

Psalm  XXII.  20,  21,  27, — 31.  Second  Part* 

Common  Metre. 
Quilt's  Sufferings  and  Kingdom 

1  "   y^OJV  rrom  the  roaring  Lion'f  Rage, 

JJ\I       "   O  Lord,  protect  thy  Son, 
€f   Nor  leave  thy  Darling  to  engage 
"  The  Poiv'rs  of  Hell  alone. 

2  Thus  did  our  fuffering  Saviour  pray 

With  mighty  Cries  and  Tears  : 
God  heard  him  in  that  dreadful  Day, 
And  chfis'd  away  his  Fears.  3  Great 


P  S  A  L  M   XXII.  47 

Great  was  the  Vict'ry  of  his  Death 

His  Throne  exalted  high  ; 
A<nd   all  the  Kindreds  of  the  Earth 

Shall   worihip  or  {hall   die. 

A  uum'rous  Offspring  mull  arife 

Ficm    his  expiring   Groans   ; 
They  mall  be    reckon'd  in   his   Eyes- 

For  Daughters* and  for  Sons. 

The  meek  and  humble  Souls  (kail  fee 

His  Table  richly  fpread  ; 
And  all  that  feek  the  Lord  mall  be 

With  Joys  immortal  fed. 

S  The  Ifles  fhall  know  the  Righteoufnti; 
Of  our  incarnate  God, 
And  Nations  yet  unborn  profefs 
Salvation  in  his  Blood. 

Psalm     XXII.     Long  Metre. 

Chriil's   Sufferings  and  Exaltation. 
I   T\TOW  let  our  mournful  Songs  record 
X%|      The  dying  Sorrows  of  our  Lord, 
When,  he  complain'd  in  Tears  and  Blood 
As  one  forfaken.  of  his  God. 

i  The  Jeivs  beheld  him  thus  forlorn, 
And  ihake  their  Heads  and  laugh  in  Scorn  ; 
"  He  refcu'd  others  from  the   Grave  ; 
"  Now  let  him  try  himfelf  to  fave. 

Y  "  This  is  the  Man  did  once  pretend 
t(  God  was  his  Father  and  his  Friend  ; 
"  Jf  God  the  bleffed  lov'd  him  fo,. 
"  Why  doth  he  fail  to  help  him  row  ? 

L  Barbarous  People  !  Cruel.  Priefts  ! 
How  they  flood  round  like  favage  Beads  ; 

C  %  Like 


>s  psalm  xxm. 

L":e  Lions  ga; .  ing  to  devpur, 

When  Cod   had  left  him  in  their  Pow'r. 

5  They  wound  his  Hear!,  his  Hands  his  Feet, 
Til!  St: earn     of  Blood  e.^ch  other  meet  ;    ^ 
By   I   •.  his  Garments  they  divide, 

And  tnocfc  the  Pangs  in  which  he  dy'd. 

6  But  God  his  Father  heard  his  Cry  ; 

Rai  'c    froft   the  Dead   he  reign-  on  high  ; 
The  Nations  lea:n  his  Rightecufnefs, 
And  humble  Sinners  tafte  his  Giace. 

Psalm     XX [II.     Long  Metre. 

God  our  Shepherd. 

1  l\/f  "    Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord; 

IVi.   Now  mall  my  Wants  be  well  fupply'd  ; 
His  ProviJence  and  holy  Word 
Become  my  Safety  and  my  Guide. 

2  In  Pi&ures  where  Salvation  grows 

He  makes  me  feed,  he  makes  me  reft, 
There  living  Water  gently  flows, 
And  all  the  Food  divinely  bleit. 

3  My  wand'ring  Feet  his  Ways  miftake  ; 
But  he  reftoies  my  Sou!  to  Peace, 
And  leads  me  for  his  Mercy's  fake 

In  the  fair  Paths  of  Righteoufnefs. 

4  Tho'  I  walk  thro'  the  gloomy  Vale 
Where  Death  and  all  its  Terrors  are, 
My  Heart  and  Hope  (hall  never  fail, 
For  God  my  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 

r  Amidil  the  Darknefs  ani   the  Deeps 
Thoa  art  my  Comfort,  thou  my  Stay  ; 
Thy  Staff  fupports  my  feeble  Steps, 
Thv  Rod  direas  my  dcubtA'l  Way. 

6  !!:• 


P  S  A  L  M  XXIII.  49 

C  The  Sons  of  Earth  and  &>ns  of  Hell 
Gaze  at  thy  Goodnefs,  and  repine 
To  fee  my  Table  fpread  fo  well 
With  living  Bread  and  chearful  Wine, 

7  {How  I  rejoice  when  on  my  Head 
Thy  Spirit  condefcends  to  reft  1~ 
'Tis  a  divine  Anointing  fried 
Like  Oil  of  Gladnds  at  a  Feaft. 

8  Surely  the  Mercies  of  the  Lord 
Attend  hii>   Houfnold  a:i  their  Davs  ; 
There  vvili   I  dwell  to  hear  his  Word,' 
To  feek  his  Face,  and  -ling  his  Praiie. 

Psalm  XXIII.     Common  Metre, 

3   T\/TV  Shepherd  will  fupply  my  Need, 
X VA     Jtbo-vab  is  his  Name  ; 
2n  Paftures  frefn  he  makes  me  feed, 
Belide  the  living  Stream. 

2  He  brings  my  wandring  Spirit  back 

When  I  forfake  his  Ways, 
And  leads  me  for  his  Mercy's  fake 
In  Paths  of  Truth  and  Grace. 

3  When  I  walk  through  the  Shades  of  Death, 

Thy  Prefence  is  my  Stay  ; 
A  Word  of  thy  fupporting  Breath 
Drives  all  my  Fears  away. 

4  Thy  Kand  in  Sight  of  all  my  Foes 

Doth  Hill  my  Table  fpread  ; 

My  Cup  with  Bieffings  ovei flows, 

Thine  Oil  anoints  my  Head. 

5  The  fure  Provifions  of  my  God 

Attend  me  all  my  Days  ; 
O  may  thy  Houfe  be  mire   Abode, 
And  all  .my  Woik  be  Praife! 

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50  PSALM   XXIII; 

6  There  would  I  find  a  fettled  Reft, 
(While  others  go  and  come) 
No  more  a  Stranger  or  a  Gueft, 
But  like  a  Child  at  home. 

Psalm     XXIII.     Short  Metre.. 

1  ^TTMiE  Lord  my  Shepherd  is, 

JL        I  mail!  be,  well  fupply'd  ; 
Since  he  is  mine  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  befide  r 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  Place 

Where  heav'nly  Paiture  grows, 
Where  living   Waters  gently  paf:> 
And  full  Salvation  flows. 

j  If  e'er  I  go  aflray, 

lie  doth  my  Soul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  Way 
.For  his  molt  holy  Name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  Aid 

I  cannot  yield  to  Fear  i 
Tho'  1  Jhould  walk  thro'  Death's  darkjhade, 
My  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  In  fpight  of  all  my  Fees 

Thou  doll  my   Table  fpread, 
My  Cup  with  Bleffings  overflows, 
And  Joy  exalts  my  Head. 

5  The  Bounties  of  thy  Love 

Shall  crown  my  following  Days  ; 
Nor  from  thy  Houfe  will  1  remo\  c 
Nor  ceafe  to  fpeak  thy  Praife. 

Psalm     XXIV.     Common  Metre. 

Dwelling  with  GOD. 

THE  Earth  for  ever  is  the  Lot. 
With  Adam's  numerous  Late  ;  H€ 


PSALM  XXIV,.  51 

It  raisM  it's  Arches  o'er  the  Floods, 
And  built  it  on   the  Seas. 

v  But  who  among  the  Sons  of  Men 
May  viiit  thine  Abode  r 
He  that  has  Hands  from  Mifchief  clean, 
Whofe  Heart  is  right  with  God. 

This  is  the.  Man  may  rife  and  take 

The  Bleffings  of  His  Grace  : 
This  is  the  Lot  of  thofe  that  feek 

The  God  of  Jacob's  Face. 

Now  let  our  Soul's  immortal  Pow'rs, 

To  meet  the  Lord  prepare, 
Lift  up.  their  everlafting  Doors, 

The  King  of.  Glory's  near. 

5.  The  King  of  Glory  !  Who  can  tell 
The  Wonders  of  his  Might  ? 
He.  rules  the  Nations ;  but  to  dsvell       , 
With  Saints  is  his  Delight. 

Psalm     XXIV.     Long  Metre. 

Saints  dwell  in  Heaven  ;   or,  Chriii's  Jfcepfton. 

1  >"TpvHIS  fpacious  Earth,  is.  all  the  Lord's, 

X      And  Men  and  Worms,  &  Bealts  and  Birds  ; 
He  rais'd  the  Building  on  the  Seas,. 
And  gave  it  for  their  Dwelling-place.      / 

2  But  there's  a  brighter.  World  on  high, 
Thy  Palace,  Lord,  above   the  Sky  \ 
Who  fhall  afcend:  that  bleft  Abode  ; 
And  dwell  fo  near  his  Maker  God. 

y  He  that  abhors  and  fears  to  fin, 

Whofe  Heart  is  pure,  whofe  Hands  are  clean, 
Him  fhall  the  Lord  the  Saviour  blefs, 
Ai;d  cloatfi  his  Soul  with  RighteQufneiV 

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52  PSALM  XXV. 

4  Thefe  are  the  Men,  the  pious  Race 

That  feek  the  God  of  Jacob's  Face  i 

Thefe  ihall  enjoy  the  blifsful  Sight, 

And  dwell  in  everlafting  Light. 
Pause. 
£  Rejoice  ye  finning  Worlds  on  high, 

Behold  the  King  of  Glory  nigh  ; 

Who  can  this  King  of  Glory  be  ? 

The  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour's  He. 

6  Ye  heav'nly  Gates,  your  Leaves  difplay 
To  make  the  Lord  the  Saviour  Way  : 
Laden  with  Spoils  fro.n  Earth  and  Hell 
•The  Conqueror  comes  with  God  to  dwell. 

7  Rais'd  from  the  Dead  he  goes  before, 
He  opens  Heaven's  eternal  Door, 

To  gi^e  his  Saints  a  bleft  Abode 
Near  their  Redeemer  and  their  God. 

Psalm     XXV.     i — n.     Firjt  Putt. 

Waiting  for  Pardon  and  Diri£ion. 
I    T  LIFT  my  Soul   to  God, 
1     My  Truft  is  in  his  Name  ; 
Let  not  my  Foes  that  feek  my  Blood 
Still  triumph  in  my  Shame. 

*  Sin,   and   the  Pow'rs  of  Hell 
Perfuade  me  to  defpair  ; 
Lord,  make  me  know  thy  Cov'nartt  well, 
That  I  may  'fcape  the  Snare. 

3  From  the  firft  dawning  Light 

Till  the  dark  Ev'ning  Rife, 
For  thy  Salvation,  Lord,  I  wait 
With  ever  longing  Eyes. 

4  Remember  all  thv  Grace, 

And  lead  me  in  thy  Truth  s 

Forgive 


T  S  A  L  M   "XXV.  Sj 

Torgive  the  Sins  of  riper  Days, 
And  Follies  of  my  Yoir.h, 

5  The  Lord  is  juft  and  kind 

The  Meek  ft  all  learn  his  Ways, 
And  ev'ry  humble  Sinner  find 
The  Methods  of  his  Grace. 

6  For  his  own  Goodnefs  fake 

^He  faves  my  Soul  from  Shame  ; 
He  pardons  (tho'  my  Guilt  be  great) 
Thro'  my  Redeemer's  Name. 

Psalm  XXV.  12,  14,  10,  13.  Second  Part, 

\  Divine  Injiruciion. 

z   U  THERE,  mall  the  Man  be  found, 
VV       Tkat  ^ars  t'  offend  his  Gop, 
That  loves  the.Gofpel's  joyful  Sound, 
And  trembles  at  the  Rod  ? 

2  The  Lord  fhall  make  him  know 
The  Secrets  of  his  Heart, 
The   Wonders  of  his  Cov'nant  (how., 
And  all  his  Love  impart. 

.3  The  Dealings  of  his  Hand 

Are  Truth  and  Mercy  ftill, 
With  fuch  as  to  his  Cov'nant  £&nds 
And  love  to  do  'his  Will. 

4  Their  Soul  fhall  dwell  at  Eafe 
Before  their  Maker's  Face, 
Their  Seed  mail  tafte  the  Promifes 
In  their  exteniive  Grace. 


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Psalm    XXV.   15—22.     Third 
Diftrejs  of  Soul  ;  or,  Backjiiding  and  DeJiriiMi* 
-I    Ti/pNIi  Eyes  and  my  Defire 
J-Vi     Are  ever  t0  ^e  Lord  ; 
I  love  to  plead  his  Promifes, 
And  reft  upon  his  Word,  %  Ita 


$4.  PSALM   XXVI. 

2  Tarn,  turn  thee  to  my  Soul, 
Bring  thy  Salvation  near  ; 
When  v  ill  thy  Hand  releafe  my  Feet 
Out  of  the  deadly  Snare  ? 

When  mall  the  Sov'reign  Grace 

Of  my  forgiving  God 
Reitore  me  from  thofe  dang'rous  Ways 

My  wand'ring   Feet  have  trod  I 

4.  The  Tumult  of  my  Thoughts 
Doth  but  enlarge  my  woe  : 
My  Spirit  languimes,  my  Heart 
Is  defolate  and  low. 

5  With  ev'ry  Morning  Light      * 

My  Sorrow  new  begins  ; 
Look  on  my  Anguifh  and  my  Pain3 
And  pardon  all  my  Sirs. 
Pause. 

6  Behold  the  Holts  of  Hell, 

How  cruel  is  their  Hate  ? 
Again rt  my  Life  they  rife,  and  join 
Their  Fury  with  Deceit. 

7  O  keep  my  Soul  from  Death, 

Nor   put  my  Hope  to  Shame, 
For  I  have  plac'd  my  only  Trull 
In  my  Redeemer's  Name.. 

8  With  humble  Faith  I  wait 

To  fee  thy  Face  again  ; 
Of  fjr'el  it  fhall  ne'er  be  faid, 
He  fought  the  Lord  in  vain. 

Psalm     XXVI. 


■j 


Self- Examination  ;  or,  E-vidences  of  Grace, 

UDGE  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  Ways, 
And  try  my  Reins,  and  try  my  Heart  ; 

My 


PSALM  XXVIL  55 

My  Faith  upon:  thy  Promife  Hays, 
Nor  from  thy  Law  my  Feet  depart. 

2  I  hate  to  walk,  I  hate  to  fit 
With  Men  of  Vanity  and  Lies  ; 
The  Scoffer  and  the  Hypocrite 
Are  the  Abhorrence  of  mine  Eyes. 

3  Amongft  thy  Saints  will  I  appear 
With  Hands  well  wafh'd  in  Innocence  |, 
But  when  I  Hand  before  thy  Bar, 

The  Blood  cf  Chrijl  is  my  Defence* 

4  I  love  thy  Habitation,  Lord, 

The  Temple  where  thine  Honours  dwell  $.- 
There  mall.  I  hear  thy  holy  Word, 
And  there  thy  Works  of  Wonders  tell. 

5  Let  not  my  Soul  be  join'd  at  lail 
With  Men  of  Treachery  and,  Blood, 
Since  I  my  Days  on  Earth  have  pad 
Among  the  Saints,  and  near  my  God. 

Psalm     XXVIL     i— 6.     Firji  Part* 

The  Church  is  our  Delight  and  Safety, 
l   rr-^HE  Lord  of  Glory  is  my  Light, 
I         And  my  Salvation  too  ; 
God  is  my  Strength  ;  nor  will  I  fear 
What  all  my  Foes  can  do. 

%  One  Privilege  my  Heart  deflres ; 
O  grant  me  an  Abode 
Among  the  Churches  of  thy  Saints* 
The  Temples  of  my  God. 

3  There  (hall  I  offer  my  Req-uefts 

And  fee  thy  Beauty  Hill  ; 
Shall  hear  thy  MeiTages  of  Love-, 
And  there  enquire  thy  Will. 

4  When  Troubles  rife  and  Storms  appear, 

There  anay  his  Children  hiie  | "  God 


5«      PSALM   XXVII,  XXIX. 

God  has  a  firong:  Pavilion,  where 
He  makes  my  Soul  abide. 

5  Now  mall  my  Head  be  lifted  high - 
Above  my  Foes  aound, 
And  Songs  of  Joy  and  Viftory 
Within  thy  Temple  found.  - 

P  s  a  l  m  XXVII    Ver.  8,  9,  13,  14.  Second  Fart, 

Prayer  and  Hope. 

1  QOON  as  I  heard  my    "ather  fay, 
k3      "  2^  Children  jeek  m     Grace, 
My  Heart  replv'd  without  Delay, 

'•  Vll  jeek  my  'Father's  Face. 

2  Let  not  thy  Face  be  hid  from  me, 

Nor  frown  my   Soul  away  ; 
God  of  my  Life,  I  fly  to  thee 
In  a  diflreffing  Lay. 

3  Should  Friends  and  Kindred  near  and  dear 

leave  me  to  want  or  die, 
My  God  would  make  my  Life  his  Care, 
And  all  my  Need  fupply. 

4  My  fainting  Flefh  had  dy'd  with  Grief, 

Had  not  my  Soul  believ'd. 
To  fee  thy  Grace  provide  Relief, 
Nor  was  my  Hope  deceiv'd. 

-5  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  Saints, 
And  keep  your  Courage  up  ; 
H^e'll  raife  your   Spirit  when  it  faints, 
And  far  exceed  your  Hope. 

Psalm     XXIX. 
Storm  and  7 bunder* 
1   •"^IVE  to  the  Lord,  ye  Sons  of  Fame, 
VJ  Give  to  the  Lord  Renown  and  PowV, 
Afcribe  due  Honours  to  his  Name* 
And  his  eternal  Might  adore.  *  The 


PSALM  XXX,  57 

t  The  Lord  proclaims  his  PowV  alone 
Over  the  Ocean  and  the  Land  ; 
His  Voice  divides  the  watry  Cloud, 
And  Lightnings  blaze  at  his  Command, 

|  He  fpeaks,  and  Tempeft,  Hail  and  Wind* 
Lay  the  wide  Foreft  bare  aiound  ; 
The  fearful  Haft  and  frighted  Hind, 
Leap  at  the  Terror  of  the  Sound. 

4  To  Lebanon  he  turns  his  Voice, 
And  lo,  the  flately  Cedars  break  : 
The  Mountains  tremble  at  the  Noife, 
The  VaJlies  roar,  the  Deferts  quake. 

4;  The  Lord  fits  Sovereign  on  the  Flood, 
The  Thunder  reigns  for  ever  £ing  ; 
But  makes  his  Church  his  bleil  Abode, 
Where  we  his  awful  Glories  fing. 

6  In  gentler  Language  there  the  Lord 
The  Counfe:  of  his  Grace  imparts  : 
Amidit  the  raging  Stjrm  His  Word 
"Speaks  Peace  and  Courage  to  our  Hearts, 

Psalm     XXX.     Ftrfi  Part. 
Sickm/s  heaVd,  and  Sorrows  re>mo<vd, 
1   TF:Wil]  extol  Thee  Lord,  on  high, 
JL   At  thy  Command  Difeafes  liy  : 
V/ho  but  a  God  can  fjreak,  and  fave 
From  the  dark  Borders  of  the  Grave  \ 

£  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  Saints  of  his, 
And  tell  how  large  his  Goodnefs  is  ; 
Let  all  your  Pow'rs  rejoice,  and  blefi, 
While  you  record  his  Holinefs. 

3   His  Anger  but  a  Moment  frays  ; 

His  Love  is  Life  and  Length  of  Days  : 
Tho*  Grief  and  Tears  the  Night  employ, 
IThe  Morning-fUr,  reflexes  the  joy.         Psal*j 


5%        PS  A  L  M   XXX,  XXXI. 

Psalm     XXX.     Ver.  6      Secord  Pari, 
Healthy   Sicknefs*   and  Recovery. 
i    THMRM  was  my  Health,,  my  Day  was  bright*. 
Jj    And  I  prefum'd  'twould  ne'er  be  Night  ; 
Fondly  I  faid  within  my  Heart, 
«'  Pleafure  and  Peace  Jkall  ne'er  depart, 

2  But  I  forgot  thine  Arm  was  ftrong, 

Which  made   my  Mountain  ftand  fo  long  ; 

Soon  as  thy  Face  began  to  hide, 

My  Health  was  gone,,  my  Comforts  dy'd. 

|3  I  cry'd  aloud  to  thee,  my  God  ; 

"  What  can'fl  thou  profit  by  my  Blood  ?• 

*'  Deep  in  the  Duft  can  1  declare 

•«  Thy  Truth*  or  fmg  thy  Goodnefs  there  h 

J4  •«  Hear  me,  O  God  of  Grace,  I  faid, 
M  And  bring  me  from  among  the  Dead  : 
Thy  Word  rebuk'd  the  Pains  I  felt, 
Thy  pardoning  Love  remov'd  my  Guilt. 

5  My.  Groans,  and  Tears,  and  Forms  of  Woe, 

[Are  turn'd  to  Joy  and  Praifes  now  ; 
I  throw  my  Sackcloth  on  the  Ground, 
And  Eafe  and  Gladnefs  gird  me  round, 

;6  My  Tongue,  the  Glory  of  my  Frame, 
Shall  ne'er  be  filent  of  thy  Name  ; 
Thy  Braife  mall  found  thro'  Earth  and  Heay'n 
For  Sicknefs  heal'd,  and  Sins  forgiv'n. 

Psal  m  XXXI.   5.    1 3,-^-19,  22,  23.  Firji  Part* 

Dtli-verance  from  Death. 
I    TNTO  thine  Hand,   O  God  of  Truth, 
X     My  Spirit  I  commit  ; 
Thou  haft  redeem'd  my  Soul  from  Death> 
And  fav'd  me  from  the  Pit. 

rThe  Pafiions  of  my  Hope  and  Fsai 
Maintain'd  a  double  Strife,  While 


PSALM   XXXI.  S9 

While  Sorrow,  Pain,  and  Sin  confpir'd 
To  take  away  my  Life. 

3  "  My  Times  are  in  thy  Hand,  I  cry'd* 

"  Tho*  I  draw  near  the  Duji  : 
Thou  art  the  Refuge  where  I  hide. 
The  God  in  whom  I  truft. 

4  O  make  thy  reconciled  Face 

Upon  thy  Servant  fliine, 
And  fave  me  for  thy  Mercy  Sake* 
For  I'm  entirely  Thine. 

Pause. 

5  [Twas  in  my  Haile,  my  Spirit  faid3 

"  /  muft  defpair  and  die, 
"  /  am  cut  off  before  thine  Eyes  ; 
But  thou  hall  heard  my  Cry. 

6  Thy  Goodnefs  how  divinely  free  I 

How  wond'rous  is  thy  Grace* 
To  thofe  that  fear  thy  Majefty* 
And  truft  thy  Promifes  ! 

7  O  love  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  Saints, 

And  Sing  his  Praifes  loud  ; 
He'll  bend  his  Ear  to  your  Complaints, 
And  recompence  the  Proud. 

Psalm  XXXI.    7, — 33,  11, — 21.   Second  Part* 

Deliverance  from  Slander  and  Reproach. 

1  T\/rY  Heart  rejoices  in  thy  Name, 

IVX  My  God»  my  HelP>  my  Tmil ; 

Thou  hail  preferv'd  my   Face  from  Shame, 
Mine  Honour  from  the  Dull. 

2  "  My  Lif.2  is   fpent  with  Grief,   I  cry*d.t, 

"  My.  Years  confum'd  in  Groans, 
^  My  Strength  decays,   mine  Eyes  are  dry'd, 
6i  And  Sorrow  waites  my  Bones,  3  A-. 


60  PSALM   XXXIi: 

3  Amongft  mine  Enemies  my  Name 

Was  a  meer  Proverb  grown, 
While  to  my  Neighbours  I  became 
Forgotten  and  unknown. 

4  Slander  and  Fear  on  ev'ry  Side 

Seiz'd  and  befet  me  round, 
I  lo  the  Throne  of  Grace  apply'dj 
And  fpeedy  Refcue  found. 

Pause. 

5  How  great  Deliv'rance  thou  haft  wrought 

Before  the  Sons  of  Men  ! 
The  lying  Lips  to  Silence  broLght, 
And  made  their  Boaflings  vain  ! 

$  Thy  Children  from  the  Strife  of  Tongue* 
Shall  thy  Paviiion  hide? 
Xjuard  them  from  Infamy  and  Wrongs, 
And  crufli  the  Sons  of  Pride. 

1  Within  thy  fecret  Prefence,  Lord, 
Let  me  for  ever  dwell  ; 
No  fenced  City  walPd  and  barr'd 
.Secures  a  Saint  fo  well. 

Psalm     XXXII.     Short  Metre, 

Forgi<venefs  of  Sins  upon  Confejfion, 

1  S~\  B  effed  Souls  are  they 

V_/     Whole  Sins  are  cover'd  o'er  4 
D.vinely  ble:i  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  Guilt  no  more. 

2  They  mourn  their  Follies  paft, 

And  keep  iheir  Hearts  with  Care  j 
Theit  Lips  and  Lives  without  Deceit 
Shall  prove  their  Faith  fincere. 

3  While  I  cmceal'd  my  Guilt, 

I  felt  the  feit'ring  Wound,  Till 


PSALM  XXXII.  6 1 

Till  I  co'nfefs  my  Sins  to  Thee, 
And  ready  Pardon  found 

4  Let  Sinners  learn  to  pray, 

Let  Saints  keep  near  the  Throne  ; 
Our  Help  in  Times  of  deep  Diilrefs 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 

Psalm  'XXXII.     Common  Metre. 

■Free  Pardon  and  Jincere  Obedience  ;  or,  Confejjion  and 
Forgiijenefi. 

J    TTAPPY  the  Man  to  whom  his  Go© 
X  JL     No  more  imputes  his  Sin, 
But  wafiVd  in  the  Redeemer's  Blood 
Hath  made  his  Garments  clean  ! 

2  Happy,  beyond  ExprefTion  he 

Whofe  Debts  are  thus  difcharg'd  ; 
And  from  the  guilty  Bondage  free 
He  feels  his  Soul  inlarg'd. 

3  His  Spirit  hates  Deceit  and  Lyes, 

His  Words  are  all  lincere  :  s 
He  guards  his  Heart,  he  guards  his  Eyes8 
To  keep  his  Conference  clear. 

4  While  I  my  inward  Guilt  fuppreft, 

No  Quiet  could  I  find  ; 
Thy  Wrath  lay  burning  in  my  Breaft, 
And  rack'd  my  tortur'd  Mind. 

5  Then  I  confe&'d  my  troubled  Thoughts, 

My  fecret  Sins  reveal'd, 
Thy  pardoning  Grace  forg*ve  my  Faulty 
Thy  Grace  my  Pardon  feal'd. 

6  This  mail  invite  thy  Saints  to  pray; 

When  like  a  raging  Blood 
Temptations  rife,  our  Strength  and  Stay 
Is  a  forgiving  Goo,  Psau 


€2  PSALM  XXXII. 

Psalm     XXXII.     Fhji  Part.   Long  Metre* 

Repentance  and  Free  Pardon  ;  or,    Jpjii/icatien 

and  Santtijication. 

1  T3LEST  is  the  Man>  ^r  ever  bJeft, 
XJ  Whofe  Guilt  is  pardon'd  by  his  God. 
Whofe  Sins  with  Sonow  are  confefs'd, 
And  cover'd  with  his  Saviour's  Blood. 

2  Bleit  is  the  Man  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  not  his  Iniquities, 

He  pleads  no  Merit  of  Reward, 
And  not  on  Works  but  Grace  relies. 

3  From  Guile  his  Heart  and  Lips  are  free3 
His  humble  Joy,  his  holy  Fear, 

With  deep  Repentance  well   agree, 
And  join  to  prove  his  Faith  lincere. 

4  How  glorious  is  that  Righteoufnefs 
Th2t  hides  and  cancels  all  his  Sins  ! 
While  a  bright  Evidence  of  Grace 
Thro*  his  whole  Life  appears  and  fhines. 

Psalm     XXXII.  Second  Part.  Long  Metre* 

A  guilty  Confcience  eas'd  by.  Confejpon  and  Pardon* 
I   TT  7HILE  I  keep  Silence  and  conceal 

VV      My  heavy  Guilt  within  my  Heart, 
i    What  Torments  doth  my  Confcience  feel ! 
i    What  Agonies  of  inward  Smart  ! 

i  I  fpread  my  Sins  before  the  Lord, 
I  And  all  my  fecret  Faults  confefs  ; 
I   Thy  Gofpel  fpeaks  a  pard'ning  Word, 
I  Thine  Holy  Spirit  feals  the  Grace. 

!';  For  this  fhall  every  humble  Soul 
Make  fwift  Addreifes  to  thy  Seat  : 
When  Floods  of  huge  Temptations  roll, 

|  The*e  foal!  ihcy  fad  a  bJeit  Retreat. 

4  How 

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PSALM  XXXIII.  % 

4.  How  fafe  beneath  thy  Win 5s  I  lie, 

When  Days  grow  dark,  and  Storms  appear; 
And  when  I  walk,   thy  watchful  Eye 
Shall  guide  me  fafe  from  ev'ry  Snare. 

Psalm   XXXIII.  Firft  Part.  Common  Metre. 

Works  of  Creation  and  Providence. 

x   T}  EJOICE,  ye  Righteous,  in  the  Lord, 
JLv.     This  Work  belongs  to  you  : 
Sing  of  his  Name,  his  Ways,  his  Word, 
How  holy,  juft  and  true  ! 

2  His  Mercy  and  his  Righteoufnefs 

Let  Heav'n  and  Earth  proclaim  ; 
His   Works   of  Nature  and  of  Grace 
Reveal    his  wond'rous  Name. 

3  His   Wifdom  and  Almighty   Word 

The  heav'nly    Arches  fpread  ; 
And  by  the  Spirit   of  the   Lord 
Their  ihining  Hoits  were  made. 

.4  He  bid   the  liquid  Waters  flow 
To  their  appointed  Deep  ; 
The  flowing  Seas  their  Limits  know, 
And  their  own  Station  keep. 

5  Ye  Tenants  of  the  fpacious  Earth, 

With  Fear  before  him  ftand  ;  ' 
He  fpake,   and  Nature  took  its  Birth, 
And  refts  on  his  Command. 

6  He  fcorns   the  angry  Nations  Rage, 

And  breaks    their  vain  Deligns  5 
His  Counfel  Hands   thro*  every  Age, 
And  in  full  Glory  ihines, 

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64  PSALM   XXXIII. 

Psalm  XXXIII.  Second  Part.  Common  Metre. 


Creatures  vain,   and  God  All-fujjicient. 
LEST  is  the  Nation  where  the  Lord 
Hath  fix'd  his  gracious  Throne  ; 
Where  he  reveals  his  heav'nly  Word, 
And  calls  their  Tribes  his  own. 


'B 


2  His  Eye  with  infinite  Survey 

Does  the  whole  World  behold  ; 
He  form'd  us  all  of  equal  Clay, 
And  knows  our  feeble  Mould. 

3  Kings  are  not  refcu'd  by  the  Force . 

Of  Armies  from  the  Grave  ; 
Nor  Speed  nor  Courage  of  an  Horfe 
Can  the  bold  Rider  fave. 

4  Vain  is  the  Strength  of  Beafts  or  Men, 

To  hope  for  Safety  thence  ; 

But  holy  Souls  from  God  obtain 

A  ftrong  and  fure  Defence. 

5  God  is  their  Fear,  and  God  their  Trull  : 

When  Plagues  or  Famine  fpread, 
His  watchful  Eye  fecures  the  Juft 
Among  ten  thoufand  Dead. 

I  6  Lord,  let  our  Hearts  in  Thee  rejoice, 
And  blefs  us  from  thy  Throne  ; 
For  we  have  made  thy  Word  our   Choice, 
And  trull  thy   Grace  alone. 

Psalm  XXXIII.  As  the  113  Pfalm.  Firft  Part. 

Works  of  Creation  and  Providence* 
I   X7E  holy  Souls,  in   God  rejoice, 

Your  Makers  Praife  becomes  your  Voice, 
Great  is  your  Theme,  your  Songs  be  new  : 
Sing  of  his  Name,  his  Word,  hw   Ways 
His  Works  of  Nature,  and  of  Grace, 
How  wife  and  holy,  juit  and  true  ! 


P  SAL  M  XXXHI. 

ajuftke  and  Truth  he  ever  loves, 

And  the  whole  Earth  his*  Goodnefs  proves, 

His  Word  the  heav'nly  Arches  fpread  ; 
How  wide  they  ihine  from  North  to  South! 
And  by  the  Spirit  of  his  Mouth 

Where  all  the  flarry  Armies  made. 

.3  He  gathers  the  wide  flowing  Seas, 

Thofe  watry  Treaftires   know  their  Place 

In  the  vaft  Store-houfe  of  the  Deep. 
He  fpake5  and  gave  all  Nature  Birth  ; 
And  Fires  and  Seas,  and  Heav'n,  and  \  Earth, 

His  everlafting  Orders  keep. 

.4  Let  Mortals  tremble  and  adore 
A  God  of  fuch  refiftlefs  Pow'r, 

Nor  dare  indulge  their  feeble  Rage  : 
Vain  are  your  Thoughts,  and  weak  your  Hands  : 
■:But  his  eternal  Counfel  flands, 

And  rules  the  World  from  Age  to  Age, 

rP  s.a  l-mXXXIH.  As  the  113th  Pfal.  Second  Part* 

'i  Creatures  <vain,  and  GOD  Ail-fujjicient* 

Happy  Nation  where  the  Lord 


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Reveals  the  Treafure  of  his  Word, 
And  builds  his  Church,  his  earthly  Throne! 
His  Eye  the  Heathen  World  furveys, 
He  form'd  their  Hearts,  he  knows  their  Ways, 
But  God  their  Maker  is  unknown. 

3.  Let  Kings  rely  upon  their  Hoft, 

And  of  his  Strength  the  Champion  boaft  5 

In  vain  they  boaft,    in    Vain  rely  ; 
In  vain  we  truft  the  brutal  Force j 
Or  Speed  or  Courage  of  an  Horfe, 

To   guard  his   Rider,   or  to  fly. 

3  The  Eye  of  thy   Companion,  Lord, 
Doth  more  fecure  Defence  afford.  Wfc^a 


€6  PSALM  XXXIV. 

When  Deaths  or  Dangers  threat'ning  (land  : 
Thy  watchful  Eye  preferves  the  [uft, 
Who  make  thy  Name  their  Fear  and   Truft, 

When  Wars  or  Famine  wafte  the  Land. 

4  In  Sicknefs  or  the  bloody  Field, 
Thou  our  Phyfician,  thou  our  Shield, 

Send  us  Salvation  from  thy  Throne  ; 
We  wait  to  fee  thy  Goodnefs  fhine ; 
Let   us   rejoice  in  Help  divine, 

For  all  our  Hope  is   God  alone. 

Psalm    XXXIV.    Firft  Part.    Long  Metre. 

God's  Care  of  the  Saints  ;  or,  Deliverance  by  Prayer, 

1  T    ORD,  I  will   blefs  thee  all  my  Days, 

I  j   Thy  Praife   mall  dwell  upon  my  Tongue  : 
My  Soul  mail  glory  in  thy  Grace, 
While  Saints  rejoice  to  hear  the    Song. 

2  Come,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 
Come,  let  us  all  exalt  his  Name  ; 
I  fought  the  eternal  God,    and  He 
Has  not  expos'd  my  H<pe  to  Shame. 

3  I  told  him  all  my  fecret  Grief, 

My   fecret  Groaning  reach'd  his  Ears, 
He  gave  my  inward   Pains   Relief, 
And  calm'd  the  Tumult  of  my  Fears. 

4  To  h-'m  the  Poor  lift  up  their  Eyes, 
Their  Faces  feel  the  heav'nly  Shine  ; 
A  Beam  of  Mercies   from  the  Skies 
Fills  them  with  Light  and  Joy  divine. 

5  His  holy   Angels  pitch  their  Tents 
Around  the  Men  thai  hrvc  the  Lord  ; 
€)  fear   and  love  him,   all  his    Saints, 
Tafle  of  his  Grace,  and  truli  his  Word. 

6  Th* 


PSALM  XXXIV.  6; 

6  The  wild  young  Lions  pinch'd  with  Pain 
And  Hunger,  roar  thro*  all  the  Wood  ; 
But  none  mall  feek  the  Lord  in  vain, 
Nor  want  Supplies  of  real  Good. 

Psalm    XXXIV.     n, — 22.  Second  Part* 
* 

Long  Metre. 

Religious  Education  ;  or,  InflruSions  of  Piety. 

1  y^iHildren  in  Years,  and  Knowledge  young, 
\^_j  Your  Parents  Hope,  your  Parents  Joy, 
Attend  the  Counfels  of  my  Tongue, 

Let  pious  Thoughts  your  Minds  employ,. 

2  If  you  deiire  a  Length  of  Days, 

And  Peace  to  crown  your  mortal  State, 
Reftrain  your  Feet  from  impious  Ways, 
Your  Lips  from  Slander  and  Deceit. 

3  The  Eyes  of  God  regard  his  Saints^ 
His  Ears  are  open  to  their  Cries  ; 
He  fets  his  frowning  Face  againft 
The  Sons  of  Violence  and  Lies. 

4  To  humble  Souls  and  broken  Hearts 
God  with  his  Grace  is  ever  nigh  ; 
Pardon  and  Hope  his  Love  imparts 

'  When  Men  in  deep  Contrition  lie* 

5  He  tells  &eir  Tears,  he  counts  their  Groans, 
His  Son  redeems  their  Souls  from  Death  ; 
His  Spirit  heals  their  broken  Bones, 

They  in  his  Praife  employ  their  Breath. 
Psalm  XXXIV.   1,— 10.     Firjl  Part. 

Common  Metre. 
Prayer  and  Praife  for  eminent  Deliverance. 
1   TJLL  blefs  the  Lord  from  Day  to  Day ; 
X     How  good  are  all  his  Ways  ? 
Ye  humble  Souls  that  ufe  to  pray, 
Come,  help  my  Lips  to  praife. 

D  g  Sing 


6%  PSALM  XXXIV. 

2  Sing  to  the  Honour  of  his  Name, 

How  a  poor  SufPrer  cry'd, 
Nor  was  his  Hope  expos'd  to  Shame, 
Nor  was  his  Suit  deny'd. 

3  When  threading  Sorrows  round  me  fbod, 

And  endlefs  Fears  arofe, 
Like  the  loud  Billows  of  a  Flood, 
Redoubling  all  my  Woes. 

4  I  told  the  Lord  my'  fore  Diftrefs, 

With  heavy  Groans  and  Tears  ; 
He  gave  my  fnarpeft  Torments  Eafe, 
And  filenc'd  all  my  Fears. 
Pause. 

5  [O  Sinners,  come  and  tafte  his  Love, 

Come,  learn  his  pleafant  Ways,. 
And  let  your  own  Experience  prove 
The  Sweetnefs  of  his  Grace. 

6  He  bids  his  Angels  pitch  their  Tents 

Round  where  his  Children  dwell  ; 
What  Ills  their  heav'nly  Care  prevents 
No  earthly  Tongue  can  tell.] 

7  [O  love  the  Lord,  ye  Saints  of  his  ; 

His  Eye  regards  the  juft   ! 
How  richly  blefs'd  their  Portion  is, 
Who  make  the  Lord  their  Trull  t 

8  Young  Lions  pinch'd  with  Hunger -roar, 

And  famifh  in  the  Wood  : 

B"t  God  fupplies  his  hnly  Poor 

W  th  ev'ry  needful  Good.] 

Psalm     XXXIV.  u,— 22.     Second  Part. 


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Common  Metre. 
Exhortation  to   Peace  a?id  Holincfs. 
OME,   Children,  learn  .to  fear  the  Lord, 
Ajid  that  .your  -Pays  be  long,  LcS 


PSALM  XXXV.  % 

Let  not  a  falfe  or  fpiteful  Word 
Be  found  upon  your  Tongue. 

2  Depart  from  Mifchie^  pradiife  Love, 

Purfue  the  Works  of  Peace  ; 
So  mall  the  Lord  your  Ways  approve, 
And  fet  your  Souls  at  Eafe. 

3  His  Eyes  awake  to  guard  the  Juit, 

His  Ears  attend  their  Cry  ; 
When  broken  Spirits  dwell  in  Dull, 
The  God  of  Grace  is  nigh. 

4.  What  tho'  the  Sorrows  here  they  taiie 
Are  fharp  and  tedious  too, 
The  Lord  who  faves  them  all  at  lad, 
Is  their  Supporter  now. 

5  Evil  fhall  fmite  the  Wicked  dead  3 

But  God  fecures  his  own, 
Prevents  the  Mifchief  when  they  Aide, 
Or  heals  the  broken  Bone. 

6  When  Defolation  like  a  Flood 

O'er  the  proud  Sinner  rolls, 
Saints  find. a  Refuge  in  their  God, 
For  he  redeem'd  their  Souls. 

Psalm     XXXV.   1,-9.     Firft  Part. 

Prayer  and  Faith  of  ptrfecnted  Saints  ',  or,  Imprecations 
mixed  with  Charity. 

1  ^TOW  plead  my  Caufe,  Almighty  God 
Jl^      With  all  the  Sons  of  Strife  ; 

And  fight  againft  the  Men  of  Blood, 
Who  fight  againil  my  Life. 

2  Draw  .out  thy  Spear  and  flop  their  Way* 

Lift  thy  avenging  Rod  ; 
But  to  my  Soul  in  Mercy  fay, 
**  J  am  thy  Saviour  GOD* 

&  2  3  Th^ 


;o  P  S  A  L  M   XXXV. 

3  They  plant  their  Snares  to  catch  my  Feet, 

And  Nets  of  Mifchief  fpread  ; 
Plunge  the  Deflroyers  in  the  Pit 
That  their  own  Hands   have  made. 

4  Let  Fogs  and  Darknefs  hide  their  Way, 

And  flipp'ry  be  their  Ground  ; 
Thy  Wrath  mall  make  their  Lives  a  Prey 
And  all  their  Rage  confound. 

5  They  fly  like  Chaff  before  the  Wind, 

Before  thine  angry  Breath  ; 
The  Angel  of  the  Lord  behind 
Purfues  them  down  to  Death. 

€  They  love  the  Road  that  leads  to  Hellj 
Then  let  the  Rebels  die, 
Whofe  Malice  is  implacable 
Againft  the  Lord  on  high. 

7  But  if  thou  haft  a  chofen  few 

Amongft  that  impious  Race, 
Divide  them  from  the  bloody  Crew  i 
By  thy  furprizing  Grace. 

8  Then  will  I  raife  my  tuneful  Voice 

To  make  thy  Wonders  known  : 
In  their  Salvation  I'll  rejoice, 
And  blefs  thee  for  my  own. 

Psalm  XXXV.  Ver.   12,  13,  14.  Second  Part* 

Lc<ve  to  Enemies  ;  or,   the  Lcve  of  Chrift  to  Sinners, 
tipifyd  in  David. 

i   TJEHOLD  the  Love,  the  gen'rous  Love 
JtJ     That  holy  David  mows  : 
Hark  how  his  founding  Bowels  move 
To  his  afflided  Foes  ! 

s  When  they  are  fick,  his  Soul  complains, 

And  feems  to  feel  the  Smart  ;  The 


P  SAL  MXXKVL  'ji 

The  Spirit  of  the  Gofpel  reigns, 
And  melts  his  pious  Heart. 

3  How  did  his  flowing  Tears  condole 

As  for  a  Brother  dead  ! 
And  falling  mortify'd  his  Soul, 
While  for  their  Life  he  pray'd. 

4  They  groan'd,  and  curs'd  him  en  their  Bed, 

Yet  ilill  he  pleads  and  mourns  ; 
And  double  Bleffings  on  his  Head 
The  righteous  God  returns. 

j-  O  glorious  Type  of  heav'nly  Grace  ! 
Thus  Chrif  the  Lord  appears  ; 
While  Sinners  curfe,  the  Savioar  prays, 
And  pities  them  wiih  Tears. 

6  He  the  true  David,  Ifraei's  King, 
Bleit  and  belov'd  of  God, 
To  fave  us  Rebels  dead  in  Sin 
Pay'd  his  own  deareit  Blood. 

Psalm     XXXVI.     5,-9*     Long  Metre. 

The  Perfections  and  Providence  of  GOD  ;  or,    Genvral 
Providence  and  Special  Grace. . 

I    T  TIGH  in  the  Heav'ns,  eternal  God, 
XX     Tny  Goodnefs  in  full  Glory  mines  ; 
Thy   Truth  mall  break  thro'  ev'ry  Cloud 
That  veils  and  darkens  thy  Defigns. 

2.  Forever  firm  thy  Juflice  ftands, 

As  Mountains  their  Foundations  keep  ; 
Wife  are  the  Wonders  of  thy  Hands  j 
Thy  Judgments  are  a  mighty  Deep. 

3  Thy  Providence  is  kind  and  large, 
Both  Man  and  Bead  thy  Bounty  mare  ; 
The  whole  Creation  is  thy  Charge, 
But  Saints  are  thy  peculiar  Care. 

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y%  PSALM    XXXVI. 

4  My  God  ;  how  excellent  thy  Grace; 
Whence  all  our  Hope  and  Comfort  fprings  J 
The  Sons  of  Adam  in  Diftrefs 

Fly  to  the  Shadow  of  thy  Wings. 

5  From  the  Provifions  of  thy  Houfe 
We  iliall  be  fed  with  fweet  Repaft  ; 
There  Mercy  like  a  River  flows, 
And  brings  Salvation  to  our  Taite. 

6  Life  like  a  Fountain  rich  and  free 
Spring  from  the  Prefence  of  my  Lord  ; 
And  in  thy  Light  our  Souls  mail  fee 
The  Glories  promis'd  in  tby   Word. 

Psalm  XXXVI.   i,  2,  $,  6,  7,  9.  Com.  Metre. 

Practical  Aihti'm  exposed  ;  or,  the  Being  &  Attributes 
of  GOD  afirted. 

I   IT  7HILE  Men  grow  bold  in  wicked  Ways, 
VV       And  yet  a  God  thev  own, 
My  Heart  within  me  often  fays, 

•«  *Their  Thoughts  believe  there's  none. 

2,  Their  Thoughts  and  Ways  at  once  declare 
(What  e'er  their  Lips  profels) 
God  hath  no  Wrath  for  them  to  fear, 
Nor  will  they  feck  his  Grace. 

3  What  flrange  Self-flattVy  blinds  their  Eyes  ! 

But  there's  a  hail'ning  Hour, 
When  they  mall  fee  with  fore  Surprize 
The  Terrors  of  thy  Pow'r. 

4  Thy  Jufiice  (hall  maintain,  its  Throne, 

,   Tho'  Mountains  melt  away  ; 
Thy  Judgments  are  a  World  unknown, 
A  deep  unfathom'd  Sea. 

5  Above  thefe  Heav'ns  created  Rounds, 

Thy  Mercies,  Lord,  extend  :  Thy 


P  S  A  L  M  XXXVI.  73 

Thy  Truth  out-lives  the  narrow  Bounds- 
Where  Time  and  Nature   end. 

6  Safety  to  Man  thy  Goodnefs  brings, 

Nor  overlooks  the  Beail:  ; 
Beneath  the  Shadow  of  thy  Wings 
Thy  Children  chafe  to  refL 

7  [From  Thee,  when '  Creature-flreams  run -low? 

And  mortal   Comforts  die, 
Perpetual  Springs  of  Life  mail  flow. 
And  x:z\t  cur  Pieafures  high. 

8-Tho'  all  created  Light  decay, 
And  Death  clofe  up  -our  Eye?, 
Thy  Prefence  makes  eternal  Day 
Where  Clouds  can  never  rife.] 

P"s  a  l  m  XXXyi.- 1,—7..    Short  Metre. 

7 be  Wicked nefs  of.  Man,  and  thMajefty  of  GOD  ;  or, 

Practical  Atheijm  expos' d. 
3   TT7HEN  Man  grows  bold  in  Sin, 
YV       My  Heart  within  me  cries, 
<£  He  hath  no  Faith  of  God  within, 
6i  Nor  Fear  before  his. Eyes. 

2.|He  walks  a  while  conceal'd 
In  &  Self-flatr'ring  Dream, 
'Till  his  dark  Crimes  at  once  reveal 'd, 
Expofe  his  hateful  Name.] 

3  His  Heart  is  falfe  and  foul, 

His  Words  are  fmooth  and  fair  ; 
Wifdbm  is  banifh'd  from  his  Soul, 
And  Teaves  no  Goodnefs  there. . 

4  He  plots  upon  his  Bed 

New  Milchiefs  to  ful£l  ; 
He  fets  his  Heart,  and  Hand,  and  Head 
-     To  practice  ail  that's  ill. 

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74  PSALM  XXXV1L 

5  But  there's  a  dreadful  God, 

Tho'  Men  renounce  his  Fear  ; 
His  Juftice  hid  behind  the  Cloud 
Shall  one  great  Day  appear. 

6  His  Truth  tranfcends  the  Sky, 

In  Heavn  his  Mercies  dwell  ; 
Deep  as  the  Sea  his  Judgments  lie, 
His  Anger  bums  to  Hell. 

7  How  excellent  his  Love, 

Whence  all  our  Safety  fprings  ! 
O  never  let  my  Soul  remove 
From  underneath  his  Wings. 

Psalm    XXXVII.   I iS.  Firf  Part. 

The  Gure  of  Envy,  Fretfulnefs,  and  Unbelief  \  or,  The 
Re-wards  of  the  Righteous  and  the  Wicked  j  or,  The 
World's  Hatred,  and  the  Saints  Patience. 

i   TJ7HY  ihould  I  vex  my  Soul,  and  fret 
VV      To  fee  the  Wicked  rife  ? 
Or  envy  Sinners  waxing  great 
By  Violence  and  Lies  ? 

2 'As  flow'ry  GraCs  cut  down  at  Noon, 
Before  the  Ev'ning  fades, 
So  mail  their  Glories  vanifTi  foon 
In  everlafting  Shades. 

3  Then  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  Truft, 

And  practice  all  that's  good  ; 

So  mail  I  dwell  among  the  Juit, 

And   He'll  provide  me  Food. 

4  I  to  my  God  my  WTays  commit, 

And  chearful  wait  his  Will  ; 
Thy  Hand,  which  guides  my  doubtful   Feet, 
Shall  my  Defires  fulfil. 

5   Mine 


PSALM  XXXVII.  75 

5  Mine  Innocence  fhalt  thou  difplay, 

And  make  thy  Judgments  known, 
Fair  as-  the  Light  of  dawning  Day, 
And  glorious  as  the  Noon, 

6  The  Meek  at  laft  the  Earth  poffefs, 

And  are  the  Heirs  of  Heav'n  ; 
True  Riches,  -with  abundant  Peace, 
To  humble  Souls  are  giv'n. 

Pa  vs  e. 

7  Reft  in  the  Lord,  and  keep   his  Way, 

Nor  ler  your  Anger  rife, 
Tho'  Providence  mould  long  delays 
To  punim  haughty  Vice. 

8  Let  Sinneis  join  to  break  your  Peace, 

And  plot,  and  rage,  and  foam  ; 

The  Lord  derides  them,  for  he  fees 

Their  Day  of  Vengeance  come. 

9  They  have  drawn  out  the  threat'ning  Sword, 

Have  bent  the  murd'rous  Bow, 
To  fiay  the  Men  that  fear  the  Lord,  . 
And  b.ing  the  Right'c-us  low. 

ao  My  God  mail  break  their  Bows,  and  burn 
Their  perfecuting  Darts, 
Shall  their  own  Swords  againfl  them  turn  ; 
And  Pa:n  furprize  their  Hearts. , 

Psalm  XXXVII.  16,  21,  26,-31.   Second  Part. 

Charity  to  the  Poor  ;  or,  Religion  in  Words  and  Deeds* 

I   \J/HY  do  the  wealthy  Wicked  boaft, 
W       And  grow  profanely  bold  ? 
The  meanefl  Portion  of  the  Juit 
Excels  the  Sinners  Gold. 

Z  The  Wicked  borrows  of  his  Friends, 

$m  ne'er  defigns  to  pay  \        D  5  ;        The 


76  PSALM  XXXVII. 

The  Saint  is  merciful  and  lends, 
Nor  turns  the  Poor  away. 

3  His  Alms  with  literal  Heart  he  gives 

Amongft  the  Sons  of  Need  ; 
His  Mem'ry  to  long  Ages  lives, 
And  blcfTed  is  his  Seed. 

4  His  Lips  abhor  to  talk  profane, 

To  /lander  or  defraud  ; 
His  ready  Tongue  declares  to  Men 
What  he  has  learn'd  of  God. 

5  The  Law  and  Gofpel  of  the  Lord 

Deep  in  h's  Heart  abide  ; 
Led  by  the  Spirit  and  the  "Word 
His  Feet  mall  never  flide. 

6  When  Sinners  fall,  the  Righteous  fland, 

Preferv'd  from  ev'ry  Snare  ; 
They  fnall  pofTefs  the  promis'd  Land, 
And  dwell  for  ever  there. 

Psalm  XXXVII.   Ver.  23,-37.  "Third Part. 

The  Way  and  End  of  the  Righteous  and  the  Wicked. 

1  T\yr^  God,  the  Steps  of  pious  Men 
IVi      Are  order'd  by  thy  Will  ; 
Though  they  mould  fall,  they  rife  again, 

Thy  Hand  fur  ports  them  flill. 

2  The  Lord  delights  to  fee  their  Ways, 

Their  Vertue  he  approves  : 
He'll  ne'er  deprive  them  of  his  Giace, 
Nor  leave  the  Man  he  loves. 

3  The  heav'nly  Heritage  is  theirs, 

Their  Po.tion  and  their  Home  ; 
He  feeds    hem  now,  and  mak\s  them  Heirs 
Of  ijieJFm^s  long  to  come. 

4  Wait 


PSALM  XXXVIII.  ?7 

4  Wait  on  the  Lord,,  ye  Sons  of  Men, 
Nor  fear  when    Tyrants  frown  ; 
Ye   fhall  confefs  their  Pride  was  vain 
When  juftice  cafts  them  down. 

P  a   v   s   E. 

£  The  haughty  Sinner  have  I  feen 
Not  fearing  Man  nor  God, 
Like  a  tali  Bay-tree  fair  and  green, 
Spreading  his  Arms  abroad. 

6  An4  lo,  he  vanifh'd  from  the  Ground, 
Deftroy'd    by    Hands  unfeen  ; 
Nor  Pvoot, '  nor  Branch,  nor  Leaf  was  found 
Where  all  that  Pride  hath  been. 

f  But  mark  the  Man  of  Righteoufnefs, 
His  feveral  Steps  attend  ; 
True  Pleafure  runs  thro'  all  his  Ways, 
And  peaceful  is  his  End. 

P    3    A    L    M       XXXVIII. 

Guilt  of  Confcience^and  Relief ';  or,   Repentance  and 
Prayer  for  Pardon  and  Health. 

1  j\  MIDST  thy  Wrarh  remember  Love, 
J/\,     Reiiore  thy  Servant,  Lord, 

Nor  iet  a  Father's  Chalfning  prove 
Like  an  Avenger's  Sword. 

2  Thine  Arrows  fuck  within  my  Heart, 

My  Fleih  is  forely  preit  ;. 
Between  the  Sorrow  and  the  Smart 
My  Spirit  finds  no  Reli 

3  My   Sins  a  heavy  Load  appear, 

And  o'er  my  Head  are  gone  ; 

Too  he^vy   they  for  me  to  bear, 

Toq  hard  fox  me  &  atone ,  .  I 

a  My 


78  PSALM  XXXIX. 

4  My  Thoughts  are  like  a  troubl'd  Sea, 

My  Head  ftill  bending  down  ; 
And  I  go  mourning  all  the  Day 
Beneath   my  Father's  Frown. 

5  Lord,  I  am  weak  and  broken  fore, 

None  of  my  Pow'rs  are  whole  ; 
The  inward  Anguifh  makes  me  roar, 
The  Anguifh  of  my  Soul. 

6  AU  my  Defire  to  thee  is  known, 

Thine  Eye  counts    ev'ry  Tear, 
And  ev'ry  Sigh,  and  ev'ry  Groan 
Is  notic'd  by  thine  Ear. 

7  Thou  art  my  God,  my  only  Hope  s 

My  God  will  hear  my  Cry, 
My  God  will  bear  my  Spirit  up 
When  Satan  bids  me  die. 

8  [My  Foot  is  ever  apt  to  Aide, 

My  Foes  rejoice  to  fee't  ; 
They  raife  their  Pleafure  and  their  Pride 
When  they  fupplanc  my  Feet. 

9  But  I'll  confefs  m>   Guilt  to  Thee, 

And   grieve  for  all  my  Sin  ; 
I'll  .mourn  how  weak  my  Graces  be, 
And  beg  Support  Divine. 

10  My  God,  forgive  my  Foilis  paft, 

And  be  for  ever  nigh  ; 
O  Lord  of  my  Salvation  hafte  ; 
Before  thy  Servant  die.] 

Psalm     XXXIX.     1,  2,  3.     Firjl  Part. 

Watchfulnefs  over  the  Tongue  ;  or,  Prudence  and Zt ah 

1   >"T^HUS  I  refolv'd  before  the  Lord, 
i        M  Now  will  I  w»Uh  my  Tongue, 
**  *i  Left 


PSALM   XXXIX,  79 

"  Left 'I  let  fiip  one  fmful  Word, 
"  Or  do  my  Neighbour  Wrong.. 

2  And  if  I'm  e'er  canilrain'd  to  flay 

With  "Men  of  Lives  profane, 
I'll  fet  a  double  Guard  that  Day, 
Nor  let  my  Talk  be   vain. 

3  I'll  fcarce  allow  my  Lips  to  {"peak 

The  pious  Thoughts   I   feel, 
Left  Scoffers  mould  th'  Occafion  take 
To  mock  my   holy  Zeal,. 

4  Yet  if  fome  proper  Hour  appear,. 

I'll  not  be  over-aw'd, 
But  let  the  fcoffing  Sinners  hear 
That  we  can  fpeak  for  God. 

Psalm    XXXIX.  4,  5,  6,  7.     Sscond  Part* 

The  Vanity  of-  Man  as  mortal. 

1  *  1  VEACH  me  the  -  Meafure  of  my  Days 

X        Thou  Maker  of  my  Frame  ; 
I  wou'd  furvsy  Life's  narrow  Space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2  A  Span  is  all  that  we  can   boany 

An  Inch  or  two   of  Time  ; 
Man  is  but  Vanity  and  Duft 
In  all  his  Flow'r  an-d  Prime. 

3  See  the  vain  Race  cf  Mortals   move 

Like  Shadows  o'er  the  Plain, 
They  rage  and  {hive,  defire  and  lovep 
But  ail  the  Noife  is   vain. 

4  Some   walk  in   Honour's  gaudy   Show, 

Some  dig  for  golden    Ore, 
They  toil  for  Heirs  they  know  not  who, 
And  itrait  ars  feci*  no  more, 

5  What 


So  PSALM  XXXIX. 

5  What  mould  I  wifh  er  wait  for  then 

From'  Creatu  e  ,  Earth  and  Duft  ? 
They  make  our.  Expectations  vain, 
And  djftppoint  our  Truft. 

6  Now.  I  forbid  my  carnal  Hope, 

Mv  fond   Dejfires  recal  ; 
I  give  my  mortal  Int'reft  up, 
And  make  my  God  my  All. 

P   s   a    l    m  XXXIX.   Ver.  9—13.     Third  Part, 

Sick- Bed  Devotion  ;   Or,  Pleading  ivithcut 
1       Repining. 

1  /f~~*QT>  of  my  Life,  look  crently  down* 
VJ     Behold  the  Pains  I   feel  ; 

But  I  am  dumb  before  ihy  Throne, 
INor  dare  difpute  thy  Will. 

2  Difeafes  are  thy  Servants,  Lord, 

They  ccme  at  thy   Command  ; 
I'll  not  attempt  a  murm'ring  Word3 
Againll  thy  chafl'ning  Hand. 

3  Yet  I  may  plead  with  humble  Cries, 

Remove  thy  (harp  Rebukes  : 
My  Strength  confumes,  my    Spirit  dies, 
Through  thy  repeated  Strokes. 

4.  Crum'd  as  a  Moth  beneath  thy  Hand 
We  moulder  10  the  Dull  ; 
Our  feeble  Pow'rs  can  ne'er  withitands 
And  all  our  Beauty's  loft. 

5  [This  mortal  Life  decays  apace, 

How  .foon  the  Buble's  broke  I 
Adam  and  all  his  num'rous  Race 
Are  Vanity  and  Smoke.] 

6  I'm  but  a  Sojourner  below, 

As  all  my  Fathers  were  5  UUf 


PSALM  XL.  \ 

May  I  be  well  prepar'd  to  goy 
When  I  the  Summons  hear  ! 

j  But  if  my  Life  be  fpar'd  a  while 
Before  my  laft  Remove, 
Thy  Praife'fhali  be   my  Bufmefs  Hill, 
And  I'll  declare  thy  Love. 

Psalm  XL.  Ver.    i,  2,  3,  t;,  17.     Firjl  Pari. 
Common  M«tre. 
A  Song  of  Deliverance  from  Great  Diftrefs? 
I    T  Waited  patient  for  the  Lord, 
j[     He  bow'd  to  hear  my  Cry  ; 
He  faw  me  refling  on  his  Word, 
,  And  brought  Salvation  nigh. 

Z  He  rais'd  me  from  a  horrid  Pit, 
Where  mourning  long  I  lay, 
And  from  my  Bonds  reieas'd  my  Feet, 
D&ep  Ponds- of  miry  Clay. 

3  Firm  on  a  Rock  he  made  me  {land, 

And  taught  my  chea  fui  Tongue 
To  praife  the  Wonders  of  hL   Hind 
In  a  new  thankful  Song. 

4  I'll  f^read  his  Works  of  Grace  abroad  | 

The  Saints  with   joy  fhall  hear.   --„ 
And  Sinners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  Hope  and  Fear. 

5  How  many   are  thy  Thoughts  of  Love  ;  ' 

Thy  Mercies  Lord  ho*v  great  ! 
We  have  not  Words  nor  Hours  enough 
Their  Numbers  to  repeat. 

6  Wh-°n  1  n\  afHifted,  poor  and  low, 

And  Light  and  Peace  depart, 

My  God  beholds  my  heavy   Woe, 

And  bears  me  on  his  Heart, 

P-S.AL  M 


fe  P  S  A  L  M    XL. 

Psalm  XL.  6-^9.     Second  Part.    Com.  Metre. 
The  Incarnation  and  Sacrifice  cf  Chriir.. 

1  npVHUS  faith  the  Lord,   "  your  Work  is  vain, 

I         "  Give  your  Burnt-Off 'rings  o'er, 
"  In  dying  Goats  and  Bullocks  flain 
"  My  Soul  delights  no  more. 

2  Then  fpake  the  Saviour,   "^Lo,  I'm  here>  . 

•«  My  God;  to  do  thy  Will  ; 
6i  What  e'er  thy  facred  Books  declare 
-  Thy  Servant  mall  fulfil. 

3  ."  Thy  Law  is  ever  in  my  Sight, 

•*  1  keep  it  near  my  Heart  : 
"  Mine  Eyes  are  open'd  with  Delight' 
"  To  what  thy  Lips  impart. 

4  And  fee,  the  bleft  Redeemer  comes?  - 

Th'  Eternal  Son  appears, 
And  at  th'  appointed  Time  affumes  . 
The  Body  God  prepares. 

5  Much  he  reveal'd  his  Father's  Grace,  . 

And  much  his  Truth  he  fnew'd, 
And  preach'd  the  Way  of  Righteoufnefs - 
Where  great  AfTemblies  flood. 

6  His  Father's  Honour  touch'd  his  Heart,. 

He  pity'd  Sinners  Cries, 
And.  to  fulfil  a  Saviour's  Part  . 
Was  made  a  Sacrifice. 

P    A    U    S    E.- 

7  Nu  Blood  of  Beafts  on  Altars  fhed 

Could  vvafh  the  Confcience  clean, 
But  the  rich  Sacrifice  he  paid 
Atones  for  all  our  Sin. 

8  Then  was  the  great  Salvation  fpread, 

And  Satan's  Kingdom  Jhcck  ,  Thws 


PSALM    XL,  S3 

Thus  by  the  Woman's  promis'd  Seed 
The  Serpent's  Head  was  broke. 

Psalm     XL.     5,-10.     Long  Metre. 

Chrift  our  Sacrifice. 

1  /^r^HE  Wonders,  Lord,  thy  Love,  has  wrought, 

Exceed  our  Praife.,  furmount  ourThought ; 
Should  I  attempt  the  long  Detail, 
My  Speech  would  faint,  my  Numbers  fail. 

2  No  Blood  of  Beafts  on  Altars  fpilt, 

Can  cleanfe  the  Souls  of  Men  from  GuiTt ; 
But  thou  haft  fet  before  our  Eyes 
An  All-fufficient  Sacrifice. 

3  Lo  !  thine  eternal  Son  appears, 
To  thy  Defigns  he  bows  his  Ears  ; 
Aflumes  a  Body  well  prepar'd, 
And  well  performs  a  Work  fo  hard. 

Behold,  I  come,  (the  Saviour  cries, 
With  Love  and  Duty  in  his  Eyes) 
I  come  to  bear  the  heavy  Load 
Of  Sins,  and  do  thy  Will,  my  God. 

'Tis  written  in  thy  great  Decree, 
'Tis  in  thy  Book  foretold  of  Me, 
I  mull  fulfil  the  Saviour's  Part  5 
And  lo  !  thy  Law  is  in  my  Heart. 

I'll  magnify  thy  hcly  Law, 
And  Rebels  to  Obedience  draw, 
When  on   my  Crofs  I'm  lifted   high, 
Or  to  my  Crown  above  the  Sky. 

The  Spirit  mail  defcend  and  ihow 
What  thou  haft  done,  and  what  I  do  ; 
The  wond'ring  World  mall  learn  thy  Grace, 
Thy  Wifdom  and  thy  Righteoufnefa. 

Psalm 


8+         PSALM  XLI,  XLII. 

Psalm     XLI.     i,  2,   3. 

Charity  to  the  Poor  ;  or,   Pity  to  the  dfflifted. 

1  "J)  LEST  is  the  Man  whofe  Bowels  move, 
XJ  And  melt  with^  Pity  to  the  Poor, 
Whofe  Soul  by  fvmpathizing  Love 

Feels  what  his  Fellow- Saints  endure. 

2  His  Heart  contrive?  for  their  Relief 
More  Good  than  his  own  Hands  can  do  ; 
He  in  the  Time  of  genVal  Grief 

Shall  find  the  Lord  has  Bowels  too. 

3  His  Soul  mall  live  fecure  on  Earth, 
With  fecret  Bleflings  on  his  Head, 

When  Drought,  and  Peftilence,  and  Death, 
Around  him  multiply  their  Dead. 

4  Or  if  he  languifh  on  the  Couch 
God  will  pronounce  his  bins  forgiv'n, 
Will  fave  him  with  a  healing  Touch, 
Or  take  his  willing  Soul  to  Heav'n. 

Psalm     XLII.      1—9.     Firft  Pari* 

Defertion  and  Hope  ;  or,  Complaint  of  Abfence  from 
public   U  orjhip. 

1  ¥T7ITH  earreit  Longings  of  the  Mind, 
VY      My  God,  to  Thee  I  look  ; 

So  pants  the  hunted  Hart  to  find 
And  taite  the  cooling  Brook. 

2  When  mall  I  fee  thy  Courts  of  Grace, 

Ana  meet  my  God  again  f 
So  long  an  Abfence  from  thy  Face 
My  Heart  endures  with  Pain. 

3  Temptations  vex  my  weary  Soul, 

And  Tears  are  my  Repaft  ; 
The  Foe  infults  without:  Controul, 
*«  And  where':  your  GOP  at  lajl  ? 


PSALM   XLIL  Ss 

4.  'Tis  with  a  mournfhl  Pleafure  now 
I  think  on  ancient  Days  : 
Then  to  thy  Hoafe  did  Numbers  go, 
And  all  our  Work  was  Praife. 

5  But  why,  my  Soul,  funk  down  fo  far 

Beneath  this  heavy -Load  ? 
Why  do  my  Thoughts  indulge  Defpair, 
And  fin  againfl  my  God  r 

6  Hope  in  the  Lord,  whole  mighty  Hand 

Can  all  thy  Woes  remove, 
For  I  mall  yet  before  him  ftand, 
And  fing  refloring  Love. 

Psalm     XLII.     6 — 11.     Second  Part, 

Melancholy  Thoughts  reproved  ;  or,  Hope  in  Affliction* 

1  T\/TY  Spirits  finks  within  me,  Lord, 
JLVl  But  I  will  call  thy  Name  to  Mind, 
And  Times  of  paft  Diftrefs  record, 
When  I  have  found  my  God  was  kind. 

2  Huge  Troubles  with  tumultuous  Noife 
Swell  like  a  Sea,  and  round  me  fpread  % 
Thy  Water-fpouts  drown  all  my  Joys, 
And  rifing  Waves  roll  o'er  my  Head. 

3  Yet  will  the  Lord  command  his  Love, 
When  I  addrefs  his  Throne  by  Day, 
Nor  in  the  Night  his  Grace  remove  ; 
The  Night  mall  hear  me  iing  and  pray. 

4  I'll  call  myfelf  before  his  Feet, 

And  fay,  "  My  God,  my  heav'nly  Rock, 

"  Why  doth,  thy  Love  fo  long  forget 

"  The  Soul  that  groans  beneath  thy  Stroke  ? 

5  I'll  chide  my  Heart  that  finks  10  low, 
Why  iliould  my  Soul  indulge  her  Grief  ? 

Hope 


86  PSALM  XLIV. 

Hope  in  the  Lord  ;  and  praife   him  too  ; 
He  is  my  Reft,  my  Aire  Relief. 

6  Thy  Light  and  Truth  mall  guide  me  ftill, 
Thy  Word  fhall  my  beft  Thoughts  employ,. 
And  lead  me  to  thine  heav'nly~Hill, 
My  God,  my  mcft  exceeding  Joy. 

Psalm  XLIV.  Ver.   I,  2,  3,  8,   15,  26. 

The  Church's  Complaint  in  Perfeeuticn. 

1  T    ORD,  we  have  heard  thy  Works  of  old,. 
1   j     Thy  Works  of  Pow'r  and  Grace, 

When  to  our  Ears  our  Fathers  told, 
The  Wonders  of  their  Days. 

2  How  thou  didfl  build  thy  Churches  here, 

And  make  thy  Gofpel  known  ; 
Amongfi:  them  did  thine  Arm  appear, 
Thy  Light  and  Glory  Ihone. 

3  In  God  they  boafted  all  the  Day,. 

And  in  a  chearful  Thror.g 
Did  Thoufands  meet  to  praife  and  pray, 
And  Grace  was   all  their  Song. 

4  But  now  our  Souls  are  feiz'd  with  Shame, 

Confufion  fills  our  Face, 
To  hear  the  Enemy  blafpheme, 
And  Fools  reproach   thy    Grace. 

5  Yet  have  we  not  forgot  our  God, 

Nor  falfely  dealt  with   Heav'n, 
Nor  have  our   Steps    declin'd  the    Road 
Of  Duty   thou  haft  giv'n, 

6  Tho'  Dragons  all   around   us  roar 

With   their  deftrueliye    Breath, 
And  thine  own   Hand  has  bruis'd   us  fare 
Hard    by   the  Gates  0/  Death. 

Pause. 


PSALM  XLV.  S7 

Pause. 

7  We  are  expos'd  all  Day  to  die 
As   Martyrs  for  thy   Caufe, 
As  Sheep  for  Slaughter  bound  Ave  He 
By  iharp    and  bloody  Laws. 

§   Awake,    ante,   Almighty  Lord, 
Why  fleeps   thy  wonted   Grace  ? 
Why  mould    we  look  like  Men  abhor'd3 
Or  banim'd  from  thy   Face  ? 

g   Wilt  thou   forever  caft    us  off, 
And  ftill   neglect  our   Cries  ? 
For  ever  hide  thine  heav'nly    Love 
From  our  afflicted  Eyes  I 

10   Down   to  the  Dull  our  Soul  is  bow'd, 
And  dies  upon  the  Ground  ; 
Rife  for  our   Help,  rebuke  the  Proud, 
And  all  their  Pow'rs  confound. 

*i  Redeem  us  from  perpetual  Shame, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  God  ; 
We  plead  the  Honours  of  thy  Name, 
The  Merits  of  thy  Blood. 

Psalm    XLV.     Short  Metre. 

The  Glory  ^Christ,  The  Succefs  of  the  Go/pel* 
and  the  Gentile  Church. 

I   TVyf  •¥  Saviour  and  my  King, 
J. VI     Thy  Beauties  are  Divine  ; 
Thy  Lips  with  Blefiings  overflow, 
And  ev'ry  Grace  is  thine. 

'4t  Now  make  thy  Glory  known, 
Gird  on  thy  dreadful  Sword, 
And  ride  in  Majefty  to  fpread 
The  Conquefts  of  thy  Word* 

3  Strike 


88  PSALM  XLV. 

3  Strike  thro'  thy  flubborn  Foe?, 

Or  melt   their  Hearts  t'  obey, 
While  Juftice,  Meeknefs,  Grace  and  Truth 
Attend  thy  glorious  Way. 

4  Thy  Laws  O  God,  are  right  ; 

Thy  Throne  fhall  ever  ftand  ; 
And  thy  victorious  Gofpel  proves 
A  Scepter  in  thy  Hand, 

5  [Thy  Father  and  thy  God 

Hath  without  Meafure  lhed 
His  Spirit  like  a  joyful  Oil 
T*  anoint  thy  facred  Head. 

6  [Behold,  at  thy  Right-hand 

The  Gentile  Church  is  feen, 
Like  a  fair  Bride  in  rich  Attire, 
And  Princes  guard  the  Queen.] 

7  Fair  Bride,  receive  his  Love, 

Forget  thy  Father's  Houfe  ; 
Forfake  thy  Gods,  thy  Idol  Gods, 
And  pay  thy  Lord  thy  Vows. 

$  O  let  thy  God  and  King 

Thy  fweetell  Thoughts  employ  ; 
Thy  Children  mall  his  Honour  fing 
In  Palaces  of  Joy. 

Psalm     XLV.     Common  Metre, 

*The  Perfonal  Glories  and  Government  of  Chrifh 
I    T'LL  fpeak  the  Honours  of  my  King, 
X     His  Form  divinely  fair  ; 
None  of  the  Sons  of  Mortal  Race 
May  with  the  Lord  compare. 

%  Sweet  is  thv  Speech,  and  heav'nly  Grace 
Upon  thy  Lips  is  lhed  ; 
Thy  God  with  Bleflings  infinite 

Hath  crown'd  thy  facred  Head,  3  Gir<* 


PSALM    XLV.  8f 

3  Gird  on  thy  Sword,  victorious  Prince  ; 

Ride  with  majeftick  Sway  ; 
Thy  Terror  mall  ftrike  thro*  thy  Foes, 
And  make  the  World  obey, 

4  Thy  Throne,  O  God,  forever  frands  t 

Thy  Word  of  Grace  (hall  prove' 
A  peaceful  Scepter  in  thy   Hands, 
To  rule  the  Saints  by  Love. 

5  Juftice  and  Truth  attend  Thee  flill, 

But  Mercy  is  thy  Choice  : 
And  God,  thy  God,  thy  Soul  mall  fail 
With  moil  peculiar  Joys. 

Psalm     XLV.     Firft  Part.     Long  Metre. 

The  Glory  of  Chrift,  and  Power  of  his  Gofpel, 

1  ^Tow  De  mv  Heart  infpir'd  to  fmg 
JJ%I    The  Glories  of  my  Saviour  King, 
ye/us  the  Lord  ;  how  heav'nly  fair 

His  Form!  how  bright  his  Beauties  are  ! 

2  O'er  'all  the  Sons  of  human  Race 
He  mines  with  a  fuperiour  Grace, 
Love  from  his  Lips  divinely  flows, - 
And  Bleflings  all  his  State  compofe. 

■3  Drefs  thee  in  Arms,  moll  mighry  Lord, 
Gird  on  the  Terror  of  thy  Sword, 
In  Majefty  and  Glory  ride 
With  Truth  and  Meeknefs  at  thy  Side. 

4  Thine  Anger  like  a  pointed  Dart 

Sha1!  pierce  the  Foes  of  ilubborn  Heart  I 
Or  Words  of  Mercy  kind  and  fweet 
Shall  melt  the  Rebels  at  thy  Feet. 

£  Thy  Throne,  O  God,  for  ever  Hands,  r 
■Gxszq  is  the.  Septre  in  thy  Hands  j 

Thy 


$o  P  $  A  L  M  XLV. 

Thy  Laws  and  Works  are  juft  and  right, 
Juftice  and  Grace  are  thy  Delight. 

6  God,  thine  own  God  has  richly  fhed 
His  Oil  of  Gladnefs  on  thy  Head, 
And  with   his  facred  Spiiit  bleft 
His  firft-born  Son   above  the  reft. 

Psalm  XLV.  Second  Part.     Long  Metre. 

Chrift  and  his  Church  ;  or,   The  myftical  Marriage* 

1  '  |  VHE  King  of  Saints,  how  fair   his   Face, 

X      Adorn'd  with  Majefty  and  Grace  ! 
He  comes  with  Bleflings  from  above, 
And  wins  the  Nations  to  his  Love. 

2  At  his  Right-hand  our  Eyes  behold 
The  Queen  array'd  in  pureft  Gold  ; 

The  World  admires  her  heav'nly  Drefs  ;      v 
Her  Robe  of  Joy  and  Righteoufnefs. 

3  He  forms  her  Beauties  like  his  own, 

He  calls  and  feats  her  near  "his  Throne  ; 
Fair  Stranger,  Jet  thine  Heart  forget 
The  Idols  of  thy  native  State. 

4  So  mall  the  King    the  more  rejoice 
In  thee  the  Fav'rite  of  his  Choice  ; 
Let  him  be  lov'd,  and  yet  ador'd, 
For  He's  thy  Maker  and  thy  Lord. 

5  O  happy  Hour,  when  thou  fhalt  rife 
To  his  fair  Palace  in  the  Skies> 
And  all  thy  Sons  (a  numerous  Train) 
Each  like  a  Prince  in  Glory  reign. 

6  Let  endlefs  Honours  crown  his  Head  ; 
Let  ev'ry  Age  his  Praifes  fpread  ; 
"While  we  with  chearful  Songs  approve 
The  Condefcenfions  of  his  Love, 

JPSALM 


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Psalm     XLVI.     Fir  ft  Part. 

The  Church's  Safety  and  Triumph  among  National 
•De/olatioKS. 

1  S~**  OD  is  the  Refuge  of  his  Saints, 

\JJ  When  Storms  of  fharp  Diftrefs  invade; 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  Complaints 
Beheld  him  prefent  with  his  Aid. 

2  Let  Mountains  from  their  Seats  be,  hurl'4 
Down  to  the  Deep,  and  buried  there  : 
Convulsions  make  the  folid  Worid, 

Our  Faith  fhall  never  yield  to  Fear* 

3  Loud  may  the  troubl'd  Ocean  roar, 
In  facred  Peace  cur  Souls  abide, 
While  ev'ry  Nation,  ev'ry  Shore 
Trembles,  and  dreads  the  fwelling  Tide, 

4  There  Is  a  Stream  whofe  gentle  Flow 
Supplies  the  City  of  our  God  ; 

Life.   Love,  and  Joy  ftill  gliding  thro% 
And  warring  our  divine  Abode. 

5  That  facred  Stream,  thine  holy  Word, 
That  all  cur  raging  Fear  controuls  : 
Sweet  Peace  thy  Promifes  afford, 

And  give  new  Strength  to  fainting  Souls, 

6  Sion  enjoys  her  Monarch's   Love, 
Secure  againft  a  threat'ning  Hour  ; 
Nor  can  her  firm  Foundations  move, 
Built  on  his  Truth,  and  arm'd  with  PcwY. 

Psalm     XLVL     Second  Part. 

GOD. fights  for  his  Church. 
I   ]  '    ET  Sion  in  her  King  rejoice, 

JLir  Tho'  Tyrants  rage,  and  Kingdoms  riis  r 
Re  utters  his  Almighty  Voice, 
The  Nations  melt,  the  Tumult  dies, 

E  z  Th 


92  PSALM   XLVIL 

2  The  Lord  of  old  for  Jacob  fought, 
And  Jacob's  God  is  (till  our  Aid  ; 
Behold  the  Works  his  Hand  has  wrought, 
What  Defolations  he  has  made. 

3  From  Sea  to  Sea  through  all  the  Shores 
He  makes  the  Noife  of  Battle  ceafe  ; 
When  from  on  high  his  Thunder  roars, 
He  awes  the  trembling  World  to  Peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  Bow,  he  cuts  the  Spear, 
Chariots  he  burns  with  heav'nly  Flame ; 
Keep  Silence  all  the  Earth,  and  hear         * 
The  Sound  and  Glory  of  his  Name. 

5  "  Be  ftill,  and  learn  that  I  am  God, 
"  I'll  be  exalted  o'er  the  Lands, 

*'  1  will  be  known  and  fear'd  abroad, 
*'  But  ftill  my  Throne  in  Zion  ftands. 

6  O  Lord  ©f  Hods,  Almighty  King, 
While  we  fo  near  thy  Prefence  dwell, 
Our  Faith  mall  fit  fecure,  and  fing 
Defiance  to  the  Gates  of  Hell. 


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Psalm     XLVIL 
Chrift  Afcending  and  Reigning: 
For  a  Shout  of  facred  Joy 


To  God  the  Sov'reign  King  ! 
Let  ev'ry  Land  their  Tongues  employ, 
And  Hymns  of  Triumph  fing. 

2  Jefus  our  God  afcends  on  high  ; 

His  Heav'nly  Guards  around 
Attend  him  rifing  thro'  the  Sky, 
With  Trumpet's  joyful  Sound. 

3  While  Angels  fhout  and  praife  their  King, 

Let  Mortals  learn  their  Strains  ; 

Let 


PSALM    XLVIII.  93 

Let  all  the  Earth  his  Honours  fing  ; 
O'er  all  the  Earth  he  reigns. 

4,  Rehearfe  his  Praife  with  Awe  profound, 
Let  Knowledge  lead  the  Song, 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  folemn  Sound 
Upon  a  thoughtlefs  Tongue. 

5  In  Ifrael  flood  his  ancient  Throne, 

He  lov'd  that  chofen  Race  ; 
But  now  he  calls  the  World  his  own, 
And  Heathens  tafte  his  Grace. 

6  The  Britijb  Iflands  are  the  Lord's, 

There  Abraham^  God  is  known  ; 
While  Pow'rs  and  Princes,  Shields  and  Swords 
Submit  before  his  Throne. 

Psalm     XLVIIL      1—8.     Firfi  Part. 

The  Church  is  the  Honour  and  Safety   of  a  Nation* 

1  [^<REAT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 

\J     And  let  his  Praife  be  great  ; 
He  makes  his  Churches  his  Abode, 
His  moil  delightful  Seat. 

2  Tliefe  Temples  of  his  Grace, 

How  beautiful  they  Hand  ? 
The  Honours  of  our  native  Place, 
And  Bulwarks  of  our  Land.] 

3  In  Zion  God  is  known 

A  Refuge  in  Diitrefs  ; 
How  bright  has  his  Salvation  fhone 
Through  all  her  Palaces. 

4  When  Kings  againft  her  join'd, 

And  faw  the  Lord  was  there, 
In  wild  Confufion  of  the  Mind 
They  fled  with  haity  Fear, 

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94  r   O   SI  L,   JVl     ALVIII. 

c.  When  Navies  tall  and  proud 
Attempt  to  fpoil  our  Peace, 
He  fends  his  Tempeft  roaring  loud, 
And  finks  them  in  the  Seas. 

6  Oft  have  our  Fathers  told, 
Our  Eyes  have  often  feen, 
How  well  our  God  fecures  the  Fold 
Where  his  own  Sheep  have  been. 

1  In  ev'ry  new  Diftrefs 

We'll  to  his  Houfe  repair, 
We^ll  think  upon  his  wond'rous  Grace, 
And  feek  Deliverance  there. 

Psalm  XL VIII.   io — 14..     Sicond  Part. 

The  Beauty  of  toe  Church  ;  or9Go/pelWorJbip  & -Order* 

1  TpAR  as  thy  Name  is  known 

JP      The  World  declares  thy  Praife  ; 
Thy  Saints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  Throne 
Their  Songs  of  Honour  raife. 

2  With  Joy  let  Judah  Hand 

On  Sionh  chofen  Hili, 
Proclaim  the  Wonders  of  thy  Hand, 
And  Counfels  of  thy  Will. 

3  Let  Strangers  walk  around 

The  City  where  we  dwell, 
Compafs  and  view  thine  holy  Ground, 
And  mark  the  Building  well  : 

4  The  Orders  of  thy  Houfe, 

Ths  Worfhip  of  thy  Court, 
The  chearful  Son^s,  the  folemn  Vows, 
And  make  a  fair  Report. 

5  How  decent  and  how  wife  t 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 

Beyond 


PSALM  XLIX.  95 

Beyond  the  Pomp  that  charms  the  Eyes, 
And  Rites  adorn'd  with  Gold. 

6  The  God  we  worfhip  new 
Will  guide-  us  'till  we  die, 
Will  be  our  God  while  here  below, 
And  ours  above  the  Sky. 

Psalm  XLIX.  6,-74,  F*rft  ?art-  Com.  Metre. 

Pride  and  Death  v  or,  the  Vanity  of  Life  and  Ricbet, 

HY  doth  the  Man  of  Riches  grow 
To  Infolence  and  Pride, 
To  fee  his  Wealth  and  Honours  flow 
With  ev'ry  rifmg  Tide  ? 

2  [Why  doth  he  treat  the  Poor  with  Scorn, 
Made  of  the  felf-fame  Clay, 
And  boall  as  tho'  his  F:eih  were  bora 
Of  better  Duft  than  th*y  ?.] 

3.  Not  all  his  Treafures  can  procure 
His  Soul  a  fhort  Reprieve. 
Redeem  horn  DeaA  one  guilt}'  Hoiuv 
Or  make  his  Brother  live. 

4  Life  is  a  Bleffing  can't  be  fold, 

The  Ranfom  is  too  high  ; 
Juftice  will  ne'er  be  brib'd  with  Gold, 
That  Man  may  never  die.] 

5  He  fees  the  Brutifh  and  the  Wife, 

The  Tim'rous  and  the  Brave 
Quit  their  PofleiTions,  clofe  their  Eyes, 
And  haften   to  the  Grave. 

6  Yet  'tis  his  inward  Thought  and  Pride, 

•'  My  Houie  fnall  eve*  ftand  ; 
«f  And  that  my  Name  may  long  abide 
6i  X'll  give  it  to  my  Land. 

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96  PSALM   XLIX. 

g  Vain  are  his  Thoughts,  his  Hopes  are  loft, 
How  foon  his  Mem'ry  dies  ! 
His  Name  is  written  in  the  Dull 
Where  his  own  Carcafs  lies.] 

Pause. 

8  This  is  the  Folly  of  their  Way  ; 

And  yet  their  *Sons  as  vain 
Approve  the  Words  their  Father  fay, 
And  ail  their  Works  again. 

9  Men  void  of  Wifdom  and  of  Grace, 

If  Honour  ra'fe  them  high, 
Live  like  the  Beait,  a  thoughtlefs  Race, 
And  like  the  Beaft  they  die. 

10  [Faid  in  the  Grave  like  filly  Sheep, 

Death  feeds  upon  them  there, 
Till  the  iaft  Trumpet  breaks  their  Sleep, 
In  Terror  and  DeJpatr.] 

Psalm    XLIX.     Ver.    14,  15.  Second  Part* 

Common  Metre. 

Death  an1  the   Refiirriclicn. 
7S  Sons  of  Priae,  that  hate   Jie  Juft, 
And  trample  cm  the  Poor, 
Wnen  Death,  has  brought  von    .own  to  Dull 
Your  Pomp  fhali  r  ie  no  r 

?.  The  Iaft  great  Day  (hall  change,  the  Scene  ; 
When  will  that  Hotr  appear  ? 
When  fhall  the  Juft  revive,  and  reign 
O'er  all  that  fcorn'd  them  her 

3  God  will  my  naked  Soul  receive, 
When  fep'rate  from  the  Fleih  ; 
And  break  the  Prifon  of  the  Grave, 
Tq  raife  my  Bones  afrefh. 

4  Keav'n 


PSALM  XLIX,  L.  97 

4  Heav'n  is  my  everlafling  Home, 
Th*  Inheritance  is  fure  ; 
Let  Men  of  Pride  their  Rage  reCurae, 
Bat  I'll  repine  no  more. 

P  s  a  l  m     XLIX.     Long  Metre, 
The  rich  Sinner  s  Death,   and  the  Saint's  RefurreMisn* 
I   II7HY  do  the  Proud  infult  the  Poor, 
V  V      And  boaft.  the  large  Eftatei  they  have  I 
How  vain  are  Riches  to  iicure 
Their  haugHty  Owners  from  the  Qt&vt  I 

i   2  They  can't  redeem,  one  Hour  from  Death 
With  all  the  Wealth  in  which  they  trufl  ; 
Not  give  a  dying  Brother  Breath, 
When  God  commands  him  down  to  Duft# 

3  There  the  dark  Earth  and  difmal  Shade 
Shall  chfp  their  naked  Bodies  round  j 

That  Flefh  To  delicately  fed 

Lies  cold,  and  moulders  in  the  Ground, 

4  Like  thoughtleis  Sheep  the  Sinner  dies, 
Laid  in  the  Grave  for  Worms  to  eat  j 
The  Saints  lhalLin  the  Morning  rife, 
And  find  th'  OppreiTor  at  their  Feet> 

5  His  Honours  perlm  in  ths  Dufr, 

And  Pomp  and  Beauty,   Birth  and  Blood  % 
That  glorious  Day  exalts  the  Jult 
To 'full  Dominion  o'er  the  Proud. 

*  My  Saviour  mall  my  Life  reflore, 
And  raife  me  from  my  dark  Abode  : 
My  Fleih  a"d  Soul  fhali  part  no  more  ; 
But  dwell  for. ever  near  my  God, 

P  s   a   l    m   L.   Ver.  1—6.  FirftPart*   Com. Metre. 

tment  ;   or,   The  Saints  Rewarded. 
I    ■-  Lord  the  judge  before  his  Truer,  e 

le  Earth  draw  ri;;h,  The 


9*  P  S  A  L  M  L, 

The  Nations  near   the  rifing  Sun, 
And  near  the  Wejiern  Sky. 

2  No  more  mall  bold  Blafphemers  fay, 

^Judgment  tail!  ne'er  begin  ; 
No  more  abufe  his  long  Delay 
To  impudence  and  Sin. 

3  Thron'd  on  a  Cloud  our  God  mall  come-, 
^  Bright  Flames  prepare  his     Way, 
Thunder  and  Darknefs,  Fire  and  Storm 

Lead  on  the  dreadful'  Day. 

,/f  Keav'n  from  above  his  Call  mall  hear, 
Attending  Angels  come, 
And  Earth  and  Hell  mail  know,  and  fear, 
His  JufHce  and  their  Doom. 

5  "  But  gather  all  my  Saints  (he  cries) 

*•  That  made  their  Peace  with  Gorx 
"  By  the  Redeemer's  Sacri-fice, 
"And  kal'd  it  with  his  Blood. 

6  "  Their  Faith  and  Works  brought  forth  to  Light 

"  Shall  make  the  World  confefs 
'*  My  Sentence  of  Reward  is  right, 
"  And  Heav'n  adore  my  Grace. 

P  s  A   l   m  L.  Ver  io>  II,  14.  15,  23.  Second  Part- 

Common  Metre. 
Obe-dimce  is  letter  than  Sacrifice. 

I   >~TpHU3  faith  the  Lord,  *The  fpacious  Fields 
«'  And  Flocks  and  Herds  are   mine, 
"  O'er  all    the  Cattle  of  the   Hills 
«*  I  claim  a  Right  divine 

3  "  I  afk   no   Sheep  for   Sacrifice, 

"  Nor  Bullocks  burnt  with  Fire; 
.«*  To   hope  and  love,  to  pray  and  praife, 
«4  Is  ail  that  I  squire. 

3  «  Call 


PS  A  L  M  U  99 

3  tf  Call  upon  me  when  Trouble's  near, 

««  My  Hand  fhall  fet  thee  free  ; 
"  Then  mail  thy  thankful  Lips  declare 
"  The  Honour  due  to  me. 

4  ■."  The  Man  that  offers  humble  Praife, 

"  He  glorifies  me  beft  : 
««  And  thofe  that  tread  my  holy  Ways, 
"  Shall  my  Salvation  taite. 

Ps  a  l  m--L.  Fer.  i,  5,  8,  16  21,22.  TbirdPatt.: 
Common  Metre. 
The  Judgment  of  Hypocrites. 

3  1X/HEN  Chrifi  to  Judgment  mail    defce.nd3 
V?        And  Saints  furround  their  Lord?  - 
He  calls  the    Nations   to  attend, 
And  hear  his  awful  Word. 

%  "  Not  for  the  Want  of  Bullocks  flain 
«  Will  I  the  World  reprove  ; 
*<  Altars  and  Rite?,  and  Forms  are  vaia 
M  Without  the  Fire  of  Love. 

3  -."  And  what  have  Hypocrites  to  do 

•".To  bring  their  Sacrifice? 
*f  They  call  my  Statutes  juft  and  true, 
"  But  deal  in  Theft  and  Lies. 

4  .«•  Could  you  .expecl  to  'fcape  my  Sight, 

"  And  firi  without  Controul  ? 
<c  But  I  fhali  bring  your  Crimes  to  Light 
««  With  Angcifh  in  your  Soul. 

g  Conftder,  ye  that  flight  the  Lord, 

Before  his  Wrath  appear  ; 
.   If  once  you  fall  beneach  his  Sword, 

There's  no  DelivVr  there. 

E-5  P  s  a  1  ac 


ico  PSALM    L. 

P  s  a  l  m     L.     Long  Metre. 
Hyp verily  expos' a. 

1  ^T^HE  Lord  the  Judge  his  Churches  warn?, 

X      Let  Hypocrites  attend  and  fear. 
Who  place  their  Hope  in  Rites  and  Forms, 
But  make  not  Faith  nor  Love  their  Care. 

2  Vile  Wretches  dare  rehearfe  his  Name 
With  Lips  of  Falihood  and  Deceit  ; 
A  Friend  or  Brother  they  defame, 

♦  And  footh  and  flatter  thofe  they  hate. 

3  They  watch  to  do  their  Neighbours  Wrong, 
Yet  dare  to  feek  their  Maker's  Face  ; 
They  take  his  Cov'nant  on  their  Tongue, 
But  break  his  Laws,  abufe  his  Grace. 

4  To  Heav'n  they  lift  their  Hands  unclean  ; 
Defil'd  with  Luft,  defil'd  with  Blood  ; 
By  Night  they  practice  ev'ry  Sin, 

By  Day  their  Mouths  draw  near  to  God. 

5  And  while  his  Judgments  long  delay, 
They  grow  fecure  and  fin  the  more  ; 
They  think  he  fleeps  as  well  as  they, 
And  put  far  off  the  dreadful  Hour. 

6  O  dreadful  Hour  !  when  God  draws  near, 
And  fets  their  Crimes  before  their  Eyes  I 
His  Wrath  their  guilty  Souls  mall  tear, 
And  no  Deliv'rer  dare  to  rife. 

F  s  a  l  m     L.     To  a  new  Tune. 

The  lad  Judgment. 
i'T'HE  Lord,  thcSovVeign, fends  hisSummons  forth 
X    Calls  the  South  Nations,  and  Awakes  theNorth  j 
From  Baft  to  Weft  the  founding  Orders  fpread 
Thro''  diilant  World?  and  Regions  of  the  Dead  ; 
No  more  (hall  Atheifts  mock  his  long  Delay  ; 
His  Vengeance  fleeps  no  more  :  Behold  the  Da/. 
*  2  Behold 


}   8  A  L  M    L.  igi 

2  Behold  the  judge  defcends  ;  his  Guards  a^ehi^h, 
Temper},  and  Fire  attend  him  down  the  Sky  ; 
Heav'n,  Earth  &  Hell  draw  near;  let  all  Things  come 
To  hear  his  Jufiice  and  ihe  Sinners  Doom  ; 

But  gather  firft  my  Saints  (.he  J^dge  commands) 
Bring  them,  ye  Angels  from  their  diftant  Lands. 

3  Behold  my  Cov'nant  flands  for  ever  good,     ■ 
Seal'd  by  th'  Eternal  Sacrifice  in  Blood, 

And  fign'd  with  ail  their  Names ;  theGreeky  the  Jew, 
That  paid  the  antient  Worlhip  or  the  new, 
There's  no  difcinctionhere;  comefpreadtheirThrones, 
And  near  me  feat  my  Fav'rites  and  my  Sons, 

4  I  their  Almighty  Saviour  and  their  God, 

I  am  their  Judge  :  Ye  Heav'ns  proclaim  abroad 

My  juft  eternal  Sentence,  and  declare 

Thofe  awful  Truths  that  Sinners  dread  to  hear  ; 

Sinners  in  Zion,  tremble  and  retire  ; 

I  doom  the  painted  Hypocrite  to  Fire. 

5  Not  for  the  Want  of  Goats  or  Bullocks  flaia 
Do  I  condemn  thee  ;  Bulls  and  Goats  are  vain 
Without  the  Flames  of  Love.     In  vain  the  Store 
Of  brutal  OfPrings  that  were  mine  before  ; 
Mine  are  the  tamer  Beafts  and  favage  Breed, 
Flocks, Herds,.  andFields,andForefis  where  they  (zed* 

6  If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  afk  thee  Food  ? 
When  did  I  thirit,  or  drink  thy  Bullocks  Blood  ? 
Can  T  be  flatter'd  with  thy  cringing  Bows, 

Thy  folemn  Chatt'rings  and  fantafrick  Vows  .? 
Are  my  Eyes  charm'd  thy  Veftments  to  behold, 
Glaring  in  Gems,  and  gay  in  woven  Gold  ? 

7"Unthinking Wretch !  how  could'ftthouhopeto  pleafe 
A  God,  a  Spirit,  with  fuch  Toys  as  thefe  f     . 
While  with  my  Grace  and  Statutes  on  thy  Tongue 
Thou  Icv'it  Deceit,  and  doll  thy  Brother  Wrong  ; 
In  vain  to  pious  Forms  thy  Zeal  pretends, 
Thieves  and  Adulterers  are  thy  chcfen  Friends. 

?  Silent 


202  P  S  A  L  M  L, 

3  Silent  I  waited  with  long-fuffering  Love, 
But  didft  thou  hope  that  I  mould  ne'er  reprove? 
And  cherifh  fuch  an  impeous  Thought  within, 
That  God  the  Righteous  would  indulge  thy  Sin  ? 
Behold  my  Terrors  how  ;    my  Thunders  roll, 
And  thy  own  Crimes  affright  thy    guilty  Sou!. 

9  Sinners  awake  betimes  ;   ye  Fools,  be  wife  ; 
Awake  before  this  dreadfulMorning  rife  ;  [amend; 
Change  your  vain  Thoughts,  your  crooked  Works 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  Friend  ; 
Left  like  a  Lfcn  his  laft  Vengeance  tear 
Tour  trembling  Souls,  and  no  Deliv'rer  near. 
P  s   a   l   r.i     L.     To  the  old  Proper  Tune. 
The  Loft  Judgment- 

1  A  |  \HE  God  of  Glory  fends  his  Summons  forth, 
._  X     Calls  the  Sc*/i6Nations  and  awakes  the  North  : 
From  Eaft  to  W>Jl  the  fov'reign  Order's  fpread, 
Thro'  diftant  Worlds  and  Regions  of  the  Dead. 

The  Trumpet  founds  ;  Hell  trembles  ;   Heaven  rejoices  ; 
Lift  up  your  Heads,  ye  Saints,  with  chearful  Voices. 

2  No  more  mail  Ath^ifts  mock  his  long  Delay  ; 
His  Vengearce  fteepsno  mofe  :  behold  the  Day  ; 
Behold  ihe  judge  defcends  ;  his  Guards  are  nigh  ; 
Tempeft  and  Fire  attend  him  down  the  Sky, 

When  GOD  appears*  all  Nature  Jh all  adore  him  ; 
While  Sinners  tremble,  Saints  rejoice  before  him. 

3  *;  Heav'n,Earth,andHell,drawnenr  :  letallThings 
"  To  hear  myjuliice  and  theSinner'sDoom  ;  [come 
M  Bat  gather firftmy  Saints  ;  (thejudgecemmands) 
fl  Bring  them, ye  Angels,  from  their  diilantLands. 

W'hen  Chriji  returns,  *waki  e*ve-y  chearful  PaJJun  ; 
/ffid Jhou\  ye  Saints,  he  comes  for  your  Salvation. 
^  f*  Behold  my  Ccv'nant  Hands  forever  good, 

'    Seal'dby  th'  eternal  Sacrifice  in  Blooi, 
Andfign'd  with  all  then-Names ;  theGr^theJ^w, 

**   Thar  paid    the  ancient  Worflnp  or  the  n 


PSALM  L.  10 


There's  no  Difindion  here,  join  all  your  Voices, 

And  raife  your  Heads,  ye  Saints,  for  Heaven  rejoices. 
<<Here(faiththeLord)yeAngelsfpreadtheirThrones> 
41  And  near  me  feat  my  Favourites  and  my  Sons, 
"  Come,  my  Redeem'd,  po  fiefs  the  joys  prepaid 
"  Ere  Time  began,  'tis  your  divine  Reward. 

When  Chrift  returns,  wake  every  chearful  Pajjion  ; 

And  Shout  ye  Saints,  he  comes  for  your  Salvation. 
P  a   u  s   e  the  Firit. 

6  "  J  am  the  Saviour,  I  th'  Almighty  Gop, 

"I  am  the  Judge  :  Ye  Heav'ns  proclaim  abroad 

tc  My  Juft  eternal  Sentence,  and  declare 

"  Thofe  awful  Truths,  that  Sinners  dread  to  hear. 

When  GOD  appears,  all  Nature  jhall  adore  him  ;, 

While  Sinners  tremble,  Saints  rejoice  hejore  him. 

7.  "  Stand  £brth,thou  bold  Blafphemer,and  profane, 
«*  Nowjfeel  myWrath,nor  call  my  Threitning*  vain  ; 
"  Thou  Hypocrite,  once  drefl  in  Saints  Attire, 
"  I  doom  the  painted  Hypocrite  to  Fire. 

'Judgment  proceeds  ;  Hdl  trembles  ;  Heav*n  rejoices  ; 

Lift  up  your  Heads,  ye  S dints  with  chearful  Voices. 

8  "  Not  for  the  Want  of  Goats  or  Bullocks  {lain 

"  Do  I  condemn  thee  :  Balls  and  Goats  ard  vain  - 
"  Without  the  Flames  of  Love ;  in  vain  the  Stare 
"  Of  brutal  OiFrings  that  were  mine  before. 

Earth  is  the  Lord  s,  all.  Nature  Jhall  adore  him  ; 

While  Sinners  tremble,  Saints  rejoice  before  him. 

9  ««  If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  sSk  thee  Food  ? 

"  When  did  I  thirft  or  drink  thy  Bullock's  Blood  ? 
«'  Mine  are  the  tamer  Beaifs  and  favage  Breed, 
**  Flocks,Heids,andField^andForell;s  where  they 

[reed. 

All  is  the  Lord's,   he  rules  the  wide-  Creation  ; 

Gtvss  Sinners  Vengeance,  and  the  Saints  Salvation. 

10  «'•  Can  I  be  fl  Uter'd  with  thy  cringing  ijo.vs, 

45  Thyfolenuj  Chatt'rings  and  fknuitkk  Vows  t 

"  Are 


i&4  P  S  A  L  ML. 

* 

**  Are  my  Eyes  charm'd  thy  Veflments  to  behold 
"  Glaring  in  Gems,  and  gay  in  woven  Gold  ?  • 
GOD  is  the  fudge  of  Hearts,  m  fair  Difgi 
Canfcreen  the  Guilty  when  his  Vengeance  rifes. 

P  a   u   s   f.  the  Second.  [pleafe 

1 1  "  Unthinking  Wretch  !  how  couid'^  thou  hope  to 
iC  A  God,  a  Spirit,  with  fuch  Toys  as  thefe  r 

*'  While  with  my  Grace  and  Statutes  on  thy  Tongue 
<c  Thou  lov'ft  Deceit,  and  "doft  thy  Brother  wrong. 

Judgment  proceeds  ;  Hell  trembles  ;  Hearfn  rejoices  ; 

Lift  up  your  Heads,  ye  Saints,  with  cheerful  Voices* 

12  "  In  vain  to  pious  Forms  thy  Zeal  pretends  ; 

<c  Thieves  and  Adulterers  are  thy  chofen  Friends  ; 
<;  While  the  falfe  Flatt'rer  at  thy  Altar  waits, 
«'  His  harden'd  Soul  divine  Inftrudtion  hates. 
GOD  is  the  Judge  of  Hearts,  no  fair  Difgutfes 
Can  fcreen  the  Guilty  when  his  Vengeance  rifes. 

13  '*  Silent  I  waited  with  long-fuiFering  Love  ; 

"  Bat  didft  thou  hope  that  I  mould  ne'er  reprove  1 
*<  And  cheiifh  fuch  an  impious  Thought  within, 
"  That  the  All-Holy  wou'd  indulge  thy  Sin  \ 

See  GOD  appears,  all  Nations  join  t*  adore  him  ; 
Judgment  proceeds,  and  Sinnirs  fall  before  him. 

14.  "  Behold  my  Terrors  now  ;  my  Thunders  roll, 
•'  And  thy  own  Crimes  affright  thy  guilty  Soul, 
*(  Now  like  a  Lion  mall  my  Vengeance  tear 
M  Thy  bleeding  Heart,  and  no  Deliv'rer  near. 

Judgment  concludes',  Hell  trembles  \  Heaven  rejoices  ; 
Lift  up  your  Heads,  ye  Saints  with  chearful  Voices. 

Epiphonema. 
Sinners,  awake  betimes  ;  ye  fools,  be"  wife-; 
Awake  before  this  dreadful  Morning  rife:     [amend, 
Change  your  vain  Thoughts,  your  crooked  Works 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  Friend. 

Then  join,  ye  Saints,  Wake  every  chearful  Pal/ton  ; 
When  Chrijl  returns,  he  comes  for  your  Salvation. 

?  S  A  L  M 


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PS  A  I  M.LI.  105 

s   a  l  m    LI.  Firft  Fart.   Long  Metre, 

A  Penitent  pleading  for  Pardon. 

HEW  Pity,  Lord,   O  Lord,  forgive, 
^j  Let  a  repenting  Rebel    live  ; 
Are  not  thy    Mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a    Sinner  trull  in  Thee  ? 

2  My  Crimes  are   great,  but  not  furpafs 
The  Pow'r  and   Glory  of  thy  Grace  : 
Great  God,  thy   Nature  hath  no  Bound, 
So  let  thy  pard'ning  Love  be  found. 

3  O  warn  my  Soul  from  ev'ry  Sin, 

And  make   my  guilty  Conference ^  clean  ; 
Here  on  my  Heart   the  Burden  lies, 
And   paft  Offences  pain  mine  Eyes. 

4  My   Lips  with  Shame  my  Sins  confefs 
Againil  thv  Law   againft  thy  Grace  ; 
Lord  mould  thy  judgment   grow  fevere, 
I  am  condemn'd  but  thou  art  clear. 

r  Should  fudden  Vengeance  feize  my  Breath, 
I  ntuft  pronounce  thee  juft  in  Death  : 
And  if  my  Soul  were  lent  to  Heli, 
Thy  righteous  Law  approves  it  well. 

Yet  fave  a  trembling  Sinner,  Lord, 
Whofe  Hope  Hill  hov'ring  round  thy  Word, 
Would  light  on  fome  fweet  Promife  there, 
Some  fure  Support  againft  Defpair. 
Psalm     LL     Second  Part.     Long     Metre. 
Original  "ana1  aSual  Sin  cenfejs'd, 

.1   y    ORD,  I  am  vile,  conceivM  in   Sin; 
\j   And  Born  unholy  and  unclean  : 
Sprung  from  the  Man  whofe  guilty  Fall 
Corrupts  the  Race,  and  taints  us  all. 

r  2  Soon 


io6  P  S  A  L  M   KD 

2  Soon  ns  we  draw  cur  Infant- Breath, • 
The  Seeds  of  Sin  grow  up  for  Death; 
The  Law  demand?  a  perfect  Heart; 
But  we're  dehTd  in  ev'ry  Part. 

'3   [Great  God,  create  my  Heart  a-new,  . 
And  form  my  Spirit  pj^e  and  true; 
O  make  me  wife  betimes  to  fpy 
My  Danger  and  my  Remedy.] 

4  Behold:  I  fall   before  thy  Face  ; 
My  only  Refuge  is   thv  Grace  : 

I*o  outward  Forms  can  make  me  dean-; 
T,-.e  Leprofy    lies  deep  within. 

5  No  bleeding  Bird,  nor  bleeding   Beaft, 
Nor  HyiTop-branch,  nor  fprinkling  Pried, 
Nor  running  Brook,  nor  Flood,  nor  Sea, 
Can  warn  the  difmai  Stain  away. 

6  Jefus,  my  God,  thy  Blood  alone 
Hath  Power  fufHcient  to  atone ; 

Thy  Blood  can  make  me   white  as  Snosv  ;  . 
Ne  -Je-wifb  Types  could  cleanfe  me  fo. 

7  While  Guilt  difrurbs  and  breaks  my  Peace,  . 
Nor  Flelh  nor  Soul  hath  Reft  or  Eafe  ; 
Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pard'ning  Voice, 
And  make  my  broken  Bones  rejoyce. 

P  s   a  l   m  LI.    Third  Fart.  Long  Metre. 

$b§  Backfuder  rs/ror'd  ;  or,   Repentance  and  Faith  in 
the  Blood  of  Chrift. 

1  /"~\  Thou  that  hear'ft  when  Sinners  cry, 
\^Jr  Tho*  all  my  Crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  them   Hot  'vith  angry  Look, 

But  blot  their  Mern'ry  from  thy  Book. 

2  Create  my  Nature  pure  within,  . 

And  form  my  Soul  averfe  to  Sin:  Let 


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PSALM    LL  107 

Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 
Nor  hide  thy  Prefence  from  my  Heart. 

I  cannot  live  without  thy  Light, 
Call  out  and  banifh'd  from  thy  Sight  i 
Thine  holy  Joys,  my  God,  reftore, 
And  guard  me  that  I  fall    no  more. 

Tho'  I  have  griev'd  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
His  Help  and  Comfort  Hill  afford  : 
And  let  a  Wretch  come  near  thy  Throne 
To  plead  the  Merits  of  thy  Son. 

5  A  broken  Heart,  my  Go©,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  Sacrifice  I  bring ; 

The  Gofl  of  Grace  will  ne'er  defpife 
A  broken  Heart  for  Sacrifice. 

6  My  Soul  lies  humbled  in  the  Dufl, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  Sentence  juH  ; 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  Eye* 
And  fave  the  Soul  condemn'd  to  die. 

7  Then  will  I  teach  the  World  thy  Ways  5 
Sinners  mall  learn  thy  fov'reign  Grace  ; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  Blood, 
And  they  mall  praife  a  pardoning  God, 

g  O  may  thy  Love  infplre  my  Tongue  '. 
Salvation  ihall  be  all  my  Song  ; 
And  all  my  Pow'rs  mall  join  to  blefs 
The  Lord  my  Strength  aad  Righteoufnefs. 

Psalm  LI.  3,-^13.  Fir  ft  Part.  Com  Metre. 

Original  and  ASiual  Sin  ccnfejjed  and  pardoned, 

I    I  "    ORD,  I  would  fpread  my  fore  Diftrefs 
1  j     And  Guilt  before  thine  Eyes  ; 
Agtiinit  thy  Laws,  again  it  thy  Grace 
How  high  my  Crimes  ariie  ! 

z  Shoald'ft. 


io8  PSALM  LI. 

2  Should'it  thou  condemn  my  Soul  to  Hell, 

And  crufh  my  Flelh  to  Dult, 
Heav'n  would  approve  thy  Vengeance  well, 
And  Earth  muft   own  itjufl. 

3  I  from  the  Stock  of  Adam  came, 

Unholy  and  unclean; 
All  my  Original  is  Shame, 
And  all  my  Nature  Sin. 

4  Born  in  a  World  of  Guilt,  I  drew 

Contagion  with  my  Breath ; 
And  as  my  Days  advanc'd,  I  grew 
A  juller  Piey  for  Death. 

5  Cleanfe  me,   O  Lord,  and  chear  my  'Soul 

With  thy  forgiving   Love  ; 
O  make  my  broken   Spirit  whole, 
And  bid  my  Pains  remove. 

6  Let  not  thy  Spirit  quite  depart, 

Nor  drive  mo  io;n  thy  Kce; 
Crsats  &\,z~  my  vicious  Heart, 
And  fill  it  with  tliy  Grace. 

7  Then  will  I  make  thy  Mercy  known 

Before  the  Sons  cf  Men  j 
Back  Aiders  fliall  addrefs  thy  Throne, 
And  turn  to  God  again. 

Psal  m  LT.   14—17.  Second  Part.  Com.  Metre. 
Rfptntance  and  Faith  in  the  Bleed  of  Cbriji, 

1  /'%  God  of  Mercy   hear  my   Call, 
V-/     My  Loads  of  Guilt  remove, 
Break  down  this  feparating  Wall 

That  bars  me  from  thy  Love. 

2  Give  me  the  Prefence  of  thy  Grace, 

Then  my  rejoicing    i'ongue 
Shall  {peak  aloud   thy  Righteoufnefs, 

And  make  thy  Piaife   my  Song.  3  No 


PSALM  LIII.  LV.         109 

3  No  Blood  of  Goats  nor   Heifer  flain 

For  Sin  could  e'er  atone ; 
The  Death  of  Chrift  ftiall  ftill  remain 
Sufficient   and  alone. 

4  A  Soul  oppreit  with  Sin's  Defert 

My  God  will  ne'er  defpife; 
A  humble  Groan,  a  broken  Heart 
Is  our  bell  Sacrifice. 

Psalm  LI11.    4—6. 

Viclory  end  Deliverance  from  Perfecution* 

1  A  R  E  all  the  Foes  of  Sion  Fools, 
X"\     Who  thus  devour  her    Saints  ? 
Do  they  not  know  her  Saviour  rules, 

And  pities  her  Complaints  ? 

2  They  ihall  be  feiz'd  with  fad  Surprize  ; 

For  God's  revenging  Arm 
Scatters  the  Bones  of  them  that  rife 
To  do  his  Children  Harm. 

3  In  vain  the  Sons  of  Satan  boaft 

Of  Armies  in  Array  ; 
When  God  has  firit  defpis'd  their  Holt, 
They  fall  an  eafy  Prey. 

4  O  for  a  Word  from  SioJs  King, 

Her  Captives  to  reft  ore  ! 
Jacob  with  all  the  Tribes  lhall  il.ng, 
And  Judab  weep  no  more. 

Psalm  LV.  1--8,  16,  17,  18,  22.  Com. Metre. 
Support  for  the  afflicted  and  tempted  Soul. 

1   £~*\  God,  my  Refuge,  hear  ray  Cries, 
\J*     Behold  my  flowing  Tears, 
For  Earth  and  Hell  my  Hurt  devife, 
And  triumph  in.  my  Fears, 

2  Their 


no  P  S  A  L  M  LV. 

%  Their  Rage  is  levell'd  at  my  Life, 
My  Soul  with  Guilt  th?y  load, 
And  fill  my  Thoughts  with  inward  Strife, 
To  fhake  my  Hope  in  God. 

3  With  inward  Pain  my  Heart-firings  found, 

I  groan  with  ev'ry  Breath  ; 
Horror  and  Fear  befet  me  round 
Amongft  the  Shades  of  Death. 

4  O  were  I  like  a  fsather'd  Dove, 

And  Innocence  had  Wings ; 
I'd  fly,  and  make  a  long  remove 
From  all  thefe  reliefs  Things. 

5  Let  me  to  fome  wild  Defert  go, 

And  find  a  peaceful  Home, 
Where  Storms  of  Malice  never  blow. 
Temptations  never  come. 

6  Vain  Hopes,  and  vain  Inventions  aU 

To  Tcape   the  Rage  of  Hell ! 
The  mighty  God  'on  whom  I  call 
Can  iave  me  here  as  well. 

Pause. 

I  7  By  Morning  Light  I'll  feek  his  Face, 
A:  Noon  repeat  my    Cry, 
The  Night  mail  hear  me  afk  his  Grace, 

Nor  will  he  long  deny. 

8  God  lhall  preferve  my  Soul  from  Fear, 
Or  Shield  me  "hen  afraid  ; 
Ten  tho'ufand  Angels  mult  appear 
If  he  command  their  Aid. 

|  9  I  call  my  Burdens  on  the  Led, 

(The   Lord  fuftains  them  a'l  ; 
Ky  CcKrige  reflr    upon  his    Word 
That  Saints  (hall  never  fall.  lo.My 


PSALM   LV.  in 

to  My  higheft  Hopes  mall  not  be  vain, 
My  Lips  ihall  fpread  his  Praife  ; 
While  cruel  and  deceitful    Men, 
Scarce  live  out  half  their  Days. 

Psalm  LV.    15,  16,  i7,  19,  22.  Short  Metre. 

Dangerous  Profperity  ;  or,  Daily  Devotions  encouraged. 

LET  Sinners  take  their  Courfe, 
And  chufe  the  Road  to  Death; 
But  in  the   Worfnip  of  my  Goo 
I'll  fpend  my  daily  Breath. 

2  My  Thoughts  addrefs  his  Throne 

When  Morning  brings  the  Light; 
I  feek  his  Bleffing  every  Noon, 
And  pay  my  Vows  at  Night. 

3  Thou  wilt  regard  my  Cries, 

O  my  eternal  God, 
While  Sinners  perifh  in  furprizs 
Beneath  thine  angry  Rod. 

4  Becaufe  they  dwell  at  Eafe. 

And  no  fad  Changes  feel, 
They  neither  fear  nor  trull  thy  Name, 
Nor  learn  to  do  thy  Will. 

5  But  I  with  all  my  Cares, 

Will  lean  upon  the  Lord  ; 
I'll  call  my   Burdens  on  his  Arm, 
And  reft  upon  his  Word. 

6  His  Arm  ihall  well  fuftain 

The  Children  of  his   Love  ; 
The  Ground  on  which  their  Safety  Hands, 
No  earthly  Pow'r  can  move. 

Psalm 


ii2  PSALMINI. 

Psalm  LVL 

Deliverance  from  OppreJJion  and  Faljhtwd ;  or,  GOD 
Care  of  his  People  in  Anfwer  to  Faith  and  Prayer, 

i   S^\  Thou  whofe  Juftice  reigns  on.  high, 
Vy     And  makes  th*  Oppreflbr  ceafe, 
Behold  how  envious  Sinners  try 
To  vex  and  break  my  Peace. 

2  The  Sons  of  Violence  and  Lies 

join  to  devour  me,  Lord  ; 
But  as  my  hourly  Dangers  rife, 
My  Refuge  is  thy  Word. 

3  In  God  moft  holy,  juft,  and  true, 

I  have  repos'd  my  Truft  ; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  Flefh  can  do, 
The  Offspring  of  the  Duft. 

4  They  wreft  my  Words  to  Mifchief  dill, 

Charge  me  with  unknown  Faults ; 
Miichief  doth  all  their  Counfels  fill, 
And  Malice  all  their    Thoughts. 

5  Shall  they  efcape  without  thy  Frown  ? 

Muft  their  Devices  ftand  ? 
O  call  the  haughty  Sinner  down, 
And  let  him  know  thy  Hand  '. 

Pause. 

6  God  counts  the  Sorrows  of  his  Saints, 

Their  Groans  affec~l  his  Ears  ; 
Thou  haft  a  Book  for  my  Complaints, 
A  Bottle  for  my  Tears. 

7  When  to  thy  Throne  1  raife  my  Cry 

The  Wicked  fear  and  flee  : 
So.fwift  is  Prayer  to  reach  the  Sky, 
So  near  is  God  to  me. 


PSALM    LVII.  113  . 

8  In  the  moll  holy,  juft,  and   true, 

I  have  repos'd  my  Trull ; v 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  Man  can  do, 
The  Offspring  of  the  Dull. 

9  Thy  folemn  Vows  are  on  me,  Lord, 

Thou  fhalt  receive  my  Praife  ; 
I'll  Sing,  How  faithful  is  thy  Word', 
Houo  righteous  all  thy   Ways  ! 

10  Thou  hall  fecur'd  my  Soul  from  Death, 

O  fet  thy  Prisoner  free, 
That  Heart  and  Hand,  and  Life  and  Breath 
May  be  employ'd  for    Thee. 

Psalm  LVII. 

"Praife  fer  Proteclion  ;  Grace  and  Truth, 

1  ~J\ /TV  Ggd,  in  whom  are  all  the  Springs, 
J.VJL  Of  boundlefs  Love  and  Grace  unknown, 
Hide  me  benearh  thy  fpreading  Wings, 

Till  thejlark  Cloud  is  overblown. 

2  Up  to  the  Heav'ns  I  fend  my  Cry, 
The  Lord   will  my  Delires  perform  5 
He  fends  his  Angel  from  the  Sky, 

And  faves  me  from  the  threatening   Storm. 

3  Be  thou   exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  Heav'ns   where  Angels  dwell; 
Thy  Power  on  Earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  Land  to  Land  thy  Wonders  tell. 

4  My  Heart  is  fix'd ;  my  Song  fnall  raife 
Immortal  Honours  to  thy  Name  ; 
Awake,  my  Tongue,  to  found  his  Praife, 
My  Tongue,  the  Glory  of  my    Frame. 

5  High  o'er  the  Earth  his  Mercy  reigns. 
And  reaches  to  the  utmoft  Sky ; 

His 


ii4  PSALM  LVIH. 

His  Truth  to  endlefs  Years  remains, 
When  lower  Worlds  diftblve  and  die. 

6  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  Keav'ns  where  Angels   dwell ; 
Thy  Power  on  Earth  be  known  abroad, 
And     Land  to  Land  thy  Wonders   tell. 

Psalm   LVIII.    As  the  113th  Pfalm. 
Warning  to  Magiftraies. 

I    TUDGES,  who  rule  the  World  by  Laws, 
J    Will  ye  defpife  the  righteous  Caufe, 

When  th'  injur'd  Poor  before  you   Hands  ? 
Dare   ye  condemn  the  righteous  Poor, 
And   let  rkh   Sinners  'fcape   fecure, 

While  Gold  and  Greatnefs  bribe  your  Hands 

z  Have  ye  forgot,  or  never  knew 

That  God  will  judge  the   Judge©  too? 

High    in  the  Heav'ns  his    Juftice  reigns  ; 
Yet  you  invade  the  Rights  of  God  ; 
And  fend  your  bold  Decrees  abroad 

To  bind   the    Confcience  in  your  Chains. 

3  A  poifon'd  Arrow  is   your  Tongue, 
The    Arrow  fharp*  the  Poifon  ftrong, 

And    Death  attends  where  e'er  it  wounds  ; 
You  hear  no  Counfels,   Cries  or  Tears  ; 
So  the  deaf  Adder   Hops  her  Ears ! 

Againft  the  Power   of  charming    Sounds, 

4  Break  out  their   Teeth,, eternal   God, 
Thofe   Teeth  of  Lions   dy'd  in  Blood  ; 

And  crufli   the  Serpents  in  the  Duft  : 
As  empty  Chaff,  when  Whirlwinds  rife, 
Before  the  fweeping  Tempeft  flies, 

So  let  their  Hopes  and  Names  be   loll 


S 


Tl 


PSALM  LX.  115 

$  Th'  Almighty  thunders  from  the  Sky, 
Their  Grandeur  melts,  their  Titles  die, 

hs  Hills  of  Snow  diiTolve  and   run, 
Or  Snails  that  perilh  in  their  Slime, 
Or  Births  that  come  before  their  Time, 
Vain  Births  that  never  fee,  the  Sun. 

6  Thus  mall  the  Vengeance  of  the  Lord 
Safety  and   Joy  to  Saints  afford  ! 

And  all  that  hear    mall  join  and  fay, 
<<  Sure  there's  a  God  that  rules  on  high, 
«  A  God  that  hears  his  Children  cry, 
"  And  will  their  Sufferings  well  repay# 

Psalm  LX,  Ver.  1V5,  10--12. 

On  a  Day  of  Humiliation  for  DiJ appointments  in  War 

1  T    ORD,  haft  .thou  call  tteJBiatiiai£i)£4" 
I  j  Mult  we  forever  mourn  ; 

Wilt  thou  indulge  immortal  Wrath  5 
Shall  Mercy  ne'er  return? 

2  The  Terror  of  one  Frown  of  thine 

Melts  all  our  Strength  away; 
Like  Men  that  totter  drunk  with  Wine, 
We  tremble  in.  Difmay. 

gf;  (S&ti&titffa^i^lrLcs  beneath  thy  Stroke, 
And  dreads  thy  threatening  Hand  ; 
O  heal  the  lfland  thou  hall  broke? 
Comfirm  the  wav'ring  J>*nd. 

4.  Lift  up  a  Banner  in  the  Fie^ 

For  thofe  that  fear  thy  Nafl»«  ; 
Save  thy  beloved  with  thy  Shield, 
And  put  our  Foes  to  Shame. 

5  Go  with  our  Armies  to  the  Fight 
LAkc    a  confed'rate  God  ; 
In  vain  confed-rate  Pow'rs  unite 
Againft  thy  lifted  Rod.  F 


n6        P  S  A  L  MLXI,  LXH. 

.    6  Our  Troops  fhall  gain  a  wide  Renown 
By  thine  affifling  Hand  ; 
'Tis  God  that  treads  the  Mighty  down, 
And  makes  che  Feeble  ftand. 

Psalm  LXI.   i 6. 

Saftry   in   GOD. 

1  X/S/HEN  overwne^ni'd  with  Grief, 
W       My  Heart  within  ne  dies, 
Helplefs  and  far  from  all  Relief 
To  Heav'n  I  lift  mine  Eyes. 

■2  O  lead  me  to  the  Rock 

That's  high  above  my  Head, 
.     And  make  the  Covert  of  thy  V/ings 
My  Shelter  and  my  Shade. 

3  Within  thy  Prefence,  Lord, 

For  ever  I'll   abide ; 
Thou  art  the  Tower  of  my    Defence, 
The  Refuge  where  I  hide. 

4  Thou  giveit  me  the  Lot 

Of  thofe  that  fear  thy  Name  ; 
If  endlefs  Life  be  their  Reward, 
I  fhall  poiTefs  the  fame. 

Psalm     LXII.  5 — 12. 

No  Truji  in  the  Creatures;  or,  Faith  in  Divine  Grace 
and  Power* 

j    T\/rY  Spirit  looks  to  God  alone; 

J.VJL  My  Rock  and  Refuge  is  his  Throne  ; 
In  all  my  Fears,  in  all  my  Straits, 
My  Soul  on  his  Salvation  waits. 

2  Trull  him,  ye  Saints,  in  all  your  Ways, 
Pour  out  your  Hearts  before  his  Face  : 
Whm  Helpers  fail,  and  Foes  invade, 
God  is  our  All-fufficient  Aid. 

3  Falfc 


PSALM    LXIII.  117; 

3  Falfe  are  the  Men  of  high  Degree, 
The  bafer  Sort  are  Vanity  ; 

Laid  in  the  balance  both  appear 
Light  as  a  Puff  of  empty  Air. 

4  Make  not  increaiing  Gold  your  Traff, 
Nor  fet  your  Hearts  on  glittering  Dufl  5 
Why  will  you  grafp  the  fleeting    Smoke, 
And  not  believe  what  God  has  fpoke  ? 

5  Once  has  his  awful  Voice  declar'd, 
Once  and  again  my  Ears  have  heard, 
*e  Ail  Power  is  his  eternal  Due  ; 

"  He  mail  be  fear'd  and  trufted  too. 

6  For  Sov'reign  Pow'r  reigns  not  alone, 
Grace  is  a  Partner  of  the  Throne  : 
Thy  Grace  and  juftice,  mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  divide  our  lafl  Reward. 

P  s  a  l  m    LXIII.    i,  2,  5,  3,  4,    Firfl   Tart, 
Common  Metre. 
Thi  Morning  of  a  Lord's  Day, 
3    T?ARLY,  my  God,  without  Delay, 
J2/     I  nafte  to  feek  thy  Face  ; 
My  thirfty  Spirit    faints  away 
Without  thy  chearing  Grace. 

2  So  Pilgrims  on  the  fcorching  Sand 

Beneath  a  burning  Sky, 
Long  for  a  coo] in g  Stream  at  hand, 
And  they  mull  drink  or  die. 

3  I've  feen  thy   Glory  and  thy  Pow'r 

Thro5  all  thy  Temple  mine  ; 
My  God,  repeat  that  heav'nly  Hour, 
That  Vifion  fo  divine. 

4  Not  all  the  Bleffings  of  a  Feaft 

Can  pleafe  my  Soul  fo  well,  " 
As  when  thy  richer  Grace  I  taite*. 
And  in.thy.Preience  dwell.  F  -2 


n8  PSALM   LXIII. 

c  Not  Life  itfeif;  with'  all  her  Joys, 
Can. my  beft  Paffions  move, 
Or  raifefo  high  my  chearful  Voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  Love. 

6  Thus  till  my  laft  expiring  Day 
I'll  blefs  my   God  and  King* 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  Hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  Lips  to  fiag- 
P"s   a   l   M     LXIII.  6— 10.  Second  Van. 
Common  Metre. 
Midnight  "Thoughts  reconciled. 

1  «^WAS  in  the  Watches  of  the  Night 

I  thought  upon  thy  Pow'r, 
I  kept  thy  lovely  Face  in  Sight 
Amidit  the  darkefl  Hour. 

2  Mv  Flefh  lay  refting  on  my  Bed, 

My  Soul  arofe  on   high  ; 
"  My  GOD,  my  Life,  my  Hope,  1  laid, 
'    -"  Bring  thy  Salvation  nigh. 

%  -My  Spirit  labours  up  thine  Hill, 
And  climbs  the  hcav'nly  Road  ; 
But  thy  Right-Hand  upholds  me  fall, 
While  I   purfue  my  God. 
a  Thv  Mercy  ftretches  o'er  my  Head 
The  Shadow  of  thy  Wings \\    * 
My  Heart  rejoices  in  thine  Aid, 
My  Tongue  awakes  and  lings. 

r  But  the  Deitroyers  of  my  Peace 
Shall  fret  and  Rage  in  vain; 
The  Tempter  mall  for  ever  ceaie, 
And  all  my  Sins  be  nam. 
6  Thy  Sword  fit  all  give  my  Foes  to  Death, 
And  fend  them  down  to  dwell 
In  the  dark  Caverns  of  the  Eartn,      £. 
Or  to  the  Deeps  of  Hell. 


P  $  A  L  M  LX1II.  ir9 

Psalm     LXIII.     Long  Metre. 

longing  after  GOD)  or,  The  Lo--ve  of GOD   belter 

than  Life. 

REAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  Clziiv, 
Thou  art  my  Hope,  my  joy,  my  Refl  ; 
Tha  Glories  that  compcfe  thy  N'ame  ' 
Stand  all  engag'd  to  make  me  bleft. 

3  Thou  Great  and  Good,  thou  Juft  and  Wife, 
Thou  art  my    Father  and  my  God  ; 

And  I  am  thine  by  facred  Ties ; 

Thy  Son,   thy  Servant  bought  with  Blood. 

3.  With  Heart  and  Eyes  and  lifted  Hands- 

For  Thee  I  long,  to   Thee  i  look§ 

As  Travellers  in  thirity    Lands 
-    Pant  for  the  cooling  Water  brcpk. 

4  With  early  Feet  I  love  t'appear 
Among  thy  Saints,  and  feck  thy  Face, 
Oft  have  I  feen  thy  -Glory  there, 

And  felt  the  Power  of  Sov'reign  Grace, 

5  Not  Fruits  nor  Wines  that  tempt  our  Talk, 
Nor  all  the  joys  cur  Senfes  know, 

Could  make  me  ib  divinely  bleft, 
Or  raife  my  chearful  Pafiion    (0, 

6  My  Life  itfelf  without  thy  Love 
No  Tarte  of  Pleafure  could  afford ; 

1  r  would  bui  a  tirefome  Burden  pioyej 
]f  1  were  bamfh'd  from  the  Lord. 

7  Amidit  the  wakeful  Hours  of  Night, 
When  bufy  Cares  rffiict  my   Hfcaa, 

One  Thought  of  Thee  givi  gi  ,-. 

And  adds  Refremment  to  my  Bed. 

my  Hands,  I'll -raife  my   v^oke, 
Whiie  I  nave  Breath  to  pray  orpralfej 

?  3  This 


i2o  PSALM  LXIII. 

This  Work  (hall  make  my  Heart  rejoice, 
And  fpend  the  Remnant  of  my  Days. 

Psalm    LXIII.     Short  Metre. 
Seeking   GOP. 

1  T\/T^  ^0D>  Vern)lt  mv  Tongue 
J.VX  This  Jcy,  to  call  thee  mine  $ 
And  let  my  early  Cries  prevail 

To  tafle  thy  Love  divine. 

2  My  thirfty  fainting  Soul 

Thv  Mercy  does  implore  : 
Nor  Travellers  in   Defert  Lands 
Can  pant  for  Water  more. 

3  Within  thy  Churches,  Lord, 

I  long  to  find  my  Place, 
Thy  Povv'r  and  Glory  to  behold, 
And  feel  thy  quick'ning  Grace. 

4  For  Life  without  thy  Love 

No  Relim  can  afford  ; 
N)  Joy  can  be  compar'd  with  this, 
-To  ferve  and  pleafe  the  Lord. 

5  To  thee  I'll  lift  my  Hands, 

And  praife  thee  while  I  live  ; 
Net  the  rich  Dainties  of  the   Peajl 
Such  Food -or  Pleaiure  give. 

6  In  wakeful  Hours  of  Night, 

I  call  my  Gob  to  mind  ; 
I  think  how  wife    thy  Counfels  are,' 
And  ail  thy  Dealings   kind. 

7  Since  thou  haft  been  mv  Help, 

To  thee  my  Spirit  flies, 
And  on  thy  watchful  Providence  ; 
My  chearful  Hope  relies. 

8  The  Shadow  of  thv  Wines, 

My  Soul  in  Safety  keeps  : 


PSALM  LXV.  121 

I  follow  where  my  Father  leads, 
And  he  fupports  my  Steps. 

P  s  a  l  m  LXV.  1-5.  Firfi  Part.    Long  Metre. 
Public k  Prayer  and  Praife. 

1  ^-|"~\HE  Praife  of  Sion  waits  for  Thee, 

X      My   God;  and  Praife  becomes  thy  Houfe  ; 
There  mall  thy  Saints  thy  Glory  fee, 
And  there  perform  their  public  Vows. 

2  O  Thou  whofe  Mercy  bends  the  Skies  - 
-To  fave,  when  humble  Sinners  pray  ; 
Ail  Lands  to  Thee  mall  lift  their  Eyes, 
And  lilands  of  the  Northern  Sea. 

3  Again  ft  my  Will  my  Sins  prevail, 

/But  Grace  fhall  purge  away   their  Stain: 
The  Blood  of   Chrift  will  never  fail 
To  wain,  my  Garments  white  acain. 

4,  Bleft  is  the  Man  whonV  thou  malt ;  chufe, 
And  give  him  kind  Accefs  to  Thee  ;  . 
Give  him  a  Place  within  thy  Houfe, 
To  tafte  thy  Love  divinely  free. 

Pause. 

5  Let  Babel  fear  when  Sion  prays  ; 
Babel,  prepare  for  long  Diitrefs,- 
When  Sicn'z  God  himfelf  arrays 
In  Terror  and  in  Righteoufnefs. 

6  With  dreadful  Glory  God  fulfils 
What  his  afHicled  Saints  requeft  ; 
And  with  Almighty  Wrath  reveals 
His  Love  to  give  his  "Churches  Reft* 

7  1 .  flocking  Nations  »un 

and  own  d  ; 

The  riitag  and  the  fetting  Sun 
Shall  fee  t\i^  Saviour's  Name  ador,'d. 

F  4 ,  Psalm 


122  PSA  L  M   LXV. 

Psalm  LXV.  5 — 13.  zd  Part.     Long  Metre. 

Divine  Providence  in  Air,  Eirth   and  Sea;  Or,  The 
GOD  of  Nature   and  Grace. 

1   ^  I  VHE  God  of  our  Salvation  hears 

j[      The  Groans  of  Sion  mix'd  with  Tears  ; 
Ytt  when  he  comes  with  kind  Defigns, 
Thro'  all  the  Way  his  Terror  fhines. 

z  On  him  the  Race  of  Man  depends, 
Far  as  the  Earth's  remoter}.  Ends, 
Where  the  Creator's  Name  is  known, 
By  Nature's   feeble  Light  alone. 

-  Sailors     that  travel  o'er  the  Flood, 
Addrefs  their  frighted  Souls  to  God, 
When  Tempefts  rage,  and  Billows  roar 
At  dreadful  Diltance  from  the  Shore. 

4  He  brds  the  noify  Temped  ceafe  ; 
He  calms  the  raging  Crowd  to  Peace, 
Wrhen  a  tumultuous  Nation  raves, 
W7ild  as  the  Winds,  and  loud  as  Waves. 

5  Whole  Kingdoms   makeh  by  the  Storm, 
He  fettles  in   a   peaceful  Form  ; 
Mountains  eftabUfn'd   by  his  Hand 
Firm  on  their  old  Foundaion  Hand. 

6  Behold  his  Enfigns  fweep  the  Sky, 
New  Comets    blaze,  and   Lightnings  fly  ; 
Thi  Heathen   Lands,   with  fwift  Surprize, 
From  the  bright  Horrors  turn  their  Eyes. 

At  his   Command   the  Morning  Rav 
Smiles    in  the  Eaft,  and  leads  the  Day, 

He  guides  the  Sun's  declining  Wheels 

Over  the  Tops  of  Weft  em  Hills. 

rf  8  Seafons 


P<  S  A  L  M   LXV.  i 

8  Seafons-  and  Times  obey  his  Voice ; 
The  Evening   and   the  Morn   rejoice 

To  fee  the  Earth  made  lb  ft  with  Showers,; 
Laden  with  Fruit  and  dreft  in  Flow'rs, 

9  5Tis  from  his  wat'ry  Stores  on  high, 
He  gives  the  thirlly  Ground  Supply  ; 
Pie  walks  upon  the  Clouds,  and   thence 
Doth. his  enriching  Drops  diipence. 

10  The  Defart  grows  a  fruitful  Field, 
Abundant  Fruit  the  Vallies  yield  ; 
The  Vallies  ihout  with  chearful  Voice, 
And  neighb'ring  Hills  repeat  their  Joys, 

l i  The  Paftures  fmile  in  green  Array, 
There  Lambs  and  larger  Cattle  play; 
The  larger  Cattle  and   the   Lamb.    ( 
Each  in  his  Language  fpeaks   thy  Name, 

12  Thy  Works  pronounce  thy  Pow'r    divine  ; 
O'er  ev'ry  Field   thy  Glories  fhifle  ; 
Thro'  ev'ry  Month  thy  Gifts  appear  % 
Great. God,  thy  Goodnefs  crowns  the  Year. 

P  s  a  l   m  LXV.     Firjl-  Part.   Common    Met 
A   Prayer-hearing  God,   and  the  Gentiles   caljea  , 
I    T|RAISE  waits  in    Sion,  Lord,    for   Thee  ; 
J7^     There  fhall  our  Vows  be  paid  ; 
Thou  haft  an  Ear  when  Sinners  Dray, 
Ail  Flefli  fhall  feek  thine  Aid.*. 

z  Lord,  our  Iniquities,  prevail. 

But  pard'ning  Grace  is  thine, 
And  thou  wilt  grant  us  Power  and  Skill 
To  conquer  ev'ry  Sin. 

3\Blefs'd  are  the  Men   whom   thou  wilt   chufe 
To  bring  them  near  thy   Face, 
Give  them  a  Dwelling. in  thine -Houfe, 
To  feaft  upon  nhy.  Grace,-  F  5  . 


124  PSALM   LXV. 

4  In  anfw'ring  what  thy  Church  requefts, 

Thy  Truth  and  Terror  mine, 
And  Works  of  dreadful  Righteoufnefs 
Fulfil  thy  kind  Defign. 

5  Thus  fhall  the  wond'ring  Nations   fee 

The  Lord  is  good  and  juft  ; 
And  diilant  Iflands  fly  to  thee, 
And  make  thy  Name  their  Truft. 

6  They  dread  thy  glitt'ring  Tokens,  Lord, 

When  Signs  in  Heav'n  appear ; 
But  they  mail  learn  thy  holy  Word, 
And  love  as  well  as  fear. 

P  e   a   l   m  LXV.  Second  Part.    Common   Metre. 
The  Providence  of  GOD  in  Air,  Earth  and  Sea  ;  Or, 

The  Bleffing  if  Rain. 
l  '/"T~*IS  by  thy  Strength  the  Mountains  ftand, 
J[        God  of  eternal  Pow'r  ; 
The  Sea  grows  calm  at  thy  Command, 
And  Tempeits  ceafs  to  roar. 

c  Thy  Morning  Light,  and  Ev'ning  Shade, 
Succeffive  Comforts  bring  : 
Thy  Plenteous  Fruits  make  Harveir.  glad, 
Thy  FlowVs  adorn  the  Spiing. 

3  Seafons  and  Times,  and  Moons  and  Hours, 

Heav'n,  Earth  and  Air  are  thine  ; 
"When  Clouds  diflil  in  fruitful  Show'rs, 
rj  he  Author  is  divine. 

4  Thofe  wand'ring  Cirterns  in  the  Sky. 

Borne  by  the   Winds  aro.md, 
Whofe  v/atry  Treafuies  well  fupply 
The  Furrows  of  the  Ground. 

5  The   thirfty  Ridges  drink  their  Fill, 

And  Ranks  of  Corn  appear  ; 
Thy   Ways  abound  with  B'effings  flill,       % 
Thy  Goodnefs  crowns  the  Year.  Psalm 


PSALM  LXV,  LXVI.         125' 

Psalm   LXV.   third  Par/-    Common  '  Metre- 
The  Bkfings  of  the  Spring  ;  Or,  GOD  gives  Rain* 

A  Pfalrn  for   the  Hufbmdman. 

5  .^"^OOD  is  the  Lord,  the  heav'nly  King,  - 
VJT   Who  makes  the  Earth  his  Care  ; 
Vifits  the  Pallures  every  Sprirg, 
And  bids  the  Grafs  appear. 

2  The  Clouds,  like  Rivers  rais'd  on  high, 

Pour  out  at  thy  Command 
Their  watry  Bleffings  from  the  Sky,  . 
To  chear.  thy  thirity  Land. 

3  .The  fdft'ned-  Ridges  of  the  Field  | 

permit  the  Corn  to   fpring  : 

The  Valleys  rich  Provifion  yield, 

And  the  Poor.  Lab'rers  iing. 

4  .-The  little  Hills  on  ev'ry  Side 

Rejoice  at  falling  Show'rs  : 
The  Meadows  drefs'd  in  all  their  Prids 
Perfume  the  Air  with  Flow'rs. 

^  The  barren  Clods  refrem'd  with  R.ain 
Promife  a  joyful  Crop  ; 
The  parching  Ground  looks  green  again, 
And  raife  the  Reaper's  Hope. 

6-,The  various  Months  thy  Goodnefs  crowns, 
How  bounteous  are  thy  Ways  ? 
The  bleating  Flocks  fpread  o'er  the  Downs,  j| 
And  Shepherds  ihou:  thy  Praife. 

Psalm  LXVI.     Firft  Part. 
Governing  Power  and  Goodnefs  ;  Or,    Cur  GfSit 
V  tried  by  Afflitlions. 

i   QJNG,  all  ye  Nations,  to  the  Lord, 
j^  Sing  with  a  joyful  Noife  ; 
With  Melody  of  Sound    record 
Hh  Honours,  and  your  Joys,  S  S&y 


\ 


i26  P  S  A  L  M  L XVI:  , 

2  Say  to  the  Pow'r  that  makes  the  Sky, 
(i  How  terrible  art  thou  ! 
"  Sinners  before  thy  Prefence   fly, 
"  Or  at  thy  Feet  they  bow. 

g  [Come,  fee  the  Wonders  of  our  God, 
How  glorious,  are  his   Ways  ? 
In.  Mofes  Hand  he  puts   the    Rod  ? 
And  cleaves  the  frighted  [Seafi. 

4  He  made  the  ebbing  Channel  dry, 

While  I/rei  pafs'd  the  Flood  ;  _ 
-    There  did  the   Cnureh   begin  their  Joy,. 
And  triumph  in  their.  God  ] 

c  He  ittles  by  bis  refiftlefs  Might  : 
Will   P.ebei   Mortals  dare 
Provoke  tW   Eterral  to   the   Fight; 
Ad5  tempt  that  dreadful  War. 
6   O   b'efs  our  God.  and  never   ceafe  ; 
Ye  Saints     fulfil   his   Praiie  ; 
He  keens;    our  Life,   maintains  our   Peace, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  Ways. 
1  Lord,  thou  hall  prov'd  our  fuff'ring    Souk, 
To  make  our  Graces  mine  ^ 
So  Silver  bears  the  burning   Coals, 
The  Metal    to  refine. 

5  Thro'   watVy  Deeps  and  fiery   Ways 

We  march  at  thy  Command, 
Led    to    poflejfs,  the  promis'd  Place 
By. thine  unerring  Hand. 
Psalm  LXVT.    iy-~20.   Second  Part, 
Praife  to    GOD  for  hearing   Prayer. 
,    \TOW  mall  myfolemn   Vows  be  paid 
JSJ      To  that    Almighty  Power 
'I  hit  heard  the  long  fcequefts  I   made  - 

In  my  diHrefsfu.I  Hour.  '  ~      * 


PS  A L  M  LXVIi.  it 

2  My    Lips  and  criearful  Heart  prepare 

To*  make  his  Mercies  known  : 
Come  ye  that  fear  my  "God,  and  hear 
The  Wonders  he  has  done. 

3  When  on  my  Head  huge  Sorrows  fell, 

I  fought   his  heav'nly   Aid  ; 
He  fav'd  my  linking  Soul  from  Hell, 
And  Death's  eternal  Shade. 

4  If  Sin  lay  cover'd  in  my  Heart 

While  Pray'r  employ 'd  my  Tongue. 
The  Lord  had  fhewn  me  no  Regard, 
Nor  I  his  Praifes  lung. 

5 -Bat- God  (his  Name  be  ever  bleft) 
Has  fet  my  Spirit  free  ; 
Nor  turn'd  from  him  my  poor  Requefl, 
Nor  turn'd  his    Heart  from  me. 


r..  ., 


P     S     A    L     M      LXVIf. 

The  Nation's  Pro/perity^   and  ike  Chare <s  i 

1  QKINE,  mighty  "God,  on  txUTh*  Ik'ifti'dt 

v3     With  Beams  of  heav'nly  Grace  ; 
Reveal  thy  Pow'r  through  ail  our  Coaib, 
And  fhew  thy  fmiling  Face. 

2  [Amidfl  our  t&  exalted-  high 

Do  thou  our  Glory   {land, 
And  like  a  Wall  cf  Guardian    Fire 
Surround  the  Favourite   Land.] 

3  When  mall  thy  Name  from  Shore  to  Shore 

Sound  all  the  Earth  abroad, 
And  diilant  Nations  know   and  love 
Their  Sayiour  and  their  God. 

4  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  diilant  Lands, 

Sing  loud  with  folemn  Voice  ; 
While-f&awA/w^Tongues  exali  his  PiaLe* 
And  oVei^^Ieaus  rejoice.  5  He* 


128  PSALM  LXVIII. 

5  He,  the  ereat  Lord,  the  fov'reign  Judge, 

That  fits  enthron'd  above, 
Wifely  commands  the  Worlds  he  made 
In  Jufiice   and   in  Love. 

6  Earth  mail  obey  her  Maker's  Will, 

And  yield    a  full  Jncreafe  ; 
Our  God   wilL  crown  his  chofen  -Ifle-. 
With  Fruitfulnefs  and  Peace. 

7  God  the  Redeemer  (batters  round 

His  choicer!.    Favour  here, 
While   the  Creation's  utmoft  Bound 
Shall   fee,  adore  and  fear. 

Psalm  IXVUT.  Firjl  Part.  Vet.  1-6,32.-35. 
The  Vengeancz  and  CompaJJJon  of  GOD. 

1  T    ET  God  arife  in  all  his  Might, 

I  y  And  put  the  Troops   of  Hell  to  Flight  ; 
As   Smoak  that  fought   to  cloud  the  Skies 
Before  the  rifmg    Temp  eft  flies. 

2  [He  comes  arrav'd  in  burning  Flamfcs  ; 
Juftice  and  Vengeance-  are  his  Names  : 
Behold  his   fainting  Foes  expire 

Like  melting  Wax  before  the  Fire  ] 

5  He  rides  and  thunders  thro'  the  Sky  3 
His  Name  Jthovah  founds  on  high  : 
Sing  to  his  Name,  ye  Sons  of  Grace  ;  . 

.    Ye  Saints  rejoice  before  his  Face. 

4  The  Widow  and  the  Fatherlefs 
Fly  to  his    Aid  in  fharp  Diftrefs  ! 
In  him  the  Poor  and  Helplefs  find 
A  Judge  that's  juft,  a  Father  kind. 

5  He  breaks  the   Captive's   heavy  Chain,    • 
rtnd   ^ri'-'ners   fee  the  Light  again  ; 
But  Rebels   that  difpute  his   Will, 

Shall  dwell  in  Chains  and  Darknefs  (till,      Paufg, 


PSALM  LXVIII.  1 i\ 


A    U    S    E. 


6  Kingdoms  and   Thrones  to  God  belong  ; 
Crown  him,  ye  Nations  in  your  Song  : 
His   wond'rous  Names   and  Pow'rs   rehearfe, 
His   Honours  mall  enrich  your  Verfe. 

7  He  makes  the  Heav'ns  with  loud  Alarms  § 
How  terrible  is  God  in   Arms  ! 

In    Ifrael  are    his  Mercies    kno>vn, 
Ifrael  is  his  peculiar   Throne. 

8  Proclaim  him   King,  pronounce  him  blefr.  % 
He's  your  Defence,  your  Joy,  your  Reft  : 
When  Terrors  rife,  and  Nations  faint, 
God  is  the  Strength  of  ev'ry   Saint. 

P  s   a    L    M    LXVIII.   Second  Part  Ver.    ij,  I  3, 

ChrijVs  Afanfion,  and  the  Gift  of  the  Spirit. 

1  T    CRD,  when  thou  didft  afcend  on  high,. 

|  /  Ten  Thoafand  Angels  fijl'd  the  Sky  ; 
Thofe  Heav'nly  Guards  around  Thee  wait, 
Like  Chariots  that  attend  thy  Slate. 

2  Not  Sivae's  Mountain  could  appear 
More   glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there  j 
While  he  pronounc'd  his  dreadful    Law, 
And  ftruck   the  chofen  Tribes  with  Awe. 

3  How  bright   the  Triumph   none  can    tell, 
When  the  rebe-ilious   Pow'rs  of  Hell, 
That    Thoufands  Souls  had   Captive  made, 
W^ere  all  in   Chains  like  Captives  led. 

4  R.is'd  by  his  Father  to  the    Throne, 
He  fent  his   promis'd  Spirit   down, 
With    Gifts  and   Grace  foi    Rebel  Men, 
That  God  might  dwell  en  Earth  again. 

Psal: 


130    PS  A  L  M    LXVIII.  LXIX. 

P  s  a  L  M    LXVIII.    yt.  Pan.  Ver.  1 9,  9,  20,  21,22. 

Praifefor   Temporal  Blejfings  ;  or,  common  andfpecial 
:ies. 

1  II7E  blefs  the  Lord,  the  Jult,  the  Good, 

VV     Who  Ells  our  Hearts  with  Joy  and  T'ocd  ; 
Who  pours  his   BleiUngs  from  the   Skies 
And  loads  our   Days  with  rich  Supplies. 

2  He  fends  the  Sun  his  Circuit  round, 

To  chear  the  Fruits,  to  warm  the  Ground  J 
He  bids  the  Clouds  with  plenteous  Rain 
Refrefh  the  thirity  Earth  again. 

5  'Tis  to  his  Care  we  owe  aur  Breath, 
And  all  our  near  Efcapes  from   Death  : 
Safety  and  Health  to  God  belong  ; 
He  heals  the  Weak,  and  guards   the  Strong. 

4  He   makes   the  Sain«t  and  Sinner  prove 
The  common  Blefiings  of  his  Love  ; 
Eur  the  wide  Difference  that  remains 
Is  endlefs  joy  or  endlefs  Pains. 

5  The  Lord  that  bruis'd  the  Serpent's  Head,, 
On  all  the  Serpent's   Seed  mall  tread, 

«    The  ftubborn  Sinner's  Hope  confound, 
And  fmite  him  with  a  laiting  Wound. 

6  But  his  Right  Hand  his  Saints  fliall  raife 
From  the  deep  Earth,  or  deeper  Seas, 
And  bring  them  to  his  Court  above  ; 
There  mall  they  taite  his  fpecial  Love. 

Psalm  LXIX.   1,-14..  Firfl  Part.  Com  Metre. 

The  Suffering's  of  Christ  for  our  Salvation, 

1   "   QAVE  me,  O  God,  the  fuelling  Floods 
Jj  "  Break  in  upon  my  Soul  ; 
«'  I  fink,  and  Sorrows  o'er  my  Head 
"  Like  mighty  Waters  rod.  2  "  I 


PSALM  LXIX.  131 

"  I  cry  till  all  my  Voice  be  gone, 

«  In  Tears  I  wafte  the  Day ; 
"  My  God,  behold  my  longing  Eyes,  v 

"  And  fhorten  thy  Delay. 

"  They  hate  my  Soul  without  a  Caufe, 

"  And  ftill  their  Number  grows 
"  More  than  the  Hairs  around  my  Head, 

"  And  mighty  are  my  Foes. 

"  Twas  then  I  paid  that  dreadful  Debt 

"  That  Men  could  never  pay, 
"-And  gave  thofe  Honours  to  thy  Law 

"  Which  dinners  took  away, 

•«  Thus  in  the  great  Me/ftab's  Name, 

,**  The  royal  Prophet  mourns"; 
■*«  Thus  he  awakes    our  Hearts   to  Grief, 

"  And  gives  us  Joy  by  Turns. 

"  Now  mall  the  Saints  rejoice  and  find 

•'  Salvation  in  thy  Name, 
"  For  I  have  born  their  heavy  Load 

"  Of  Sorrow,  Pain,  and  Shame. 

"  Grief  like  a  Garment  cloathM  ms  round, 

"  And  Sackcloth  was  my  Drefs, 
*•'  While  I  procured  for  naked  Souls 

"  A  Robe  of  Righteoutnefs., 

(i  Amongft  my  Brethren  and  the  Jews 

"  I  like  a  Stranger  flood, 
"  And  bore  their  vile  Reproach,  to  bring 

'*•  The  Gentiles  near  to  God. 

"  I  came  in  iinfal  Mortals  Stead  . 
*'•  To  do  my  Father's  Wii]  : 
.  «  Yet  when  i  cleans'd  my  Father's  Ho de, 
4i    I  hey  iqaiidaiia'd   my  Zeal. 

10  "  My 


132  P  S  A  L  MLXIX. 

10  "  My  Fatfing  and  my  holy  Groans 
"  Were  made  the  Drur.k aid's   Song  ; 
"  But  God  from  his  celeftial    I'hrGne 
u  Heard  my  complaining  Tongue. 

ii   "  He  fav'd  me  fom  the  dreadful  Deep, 
"  Nor  let  mv  Soul  be  drown'd  ; 
"  He  rais'd  and  fix'd  my  finking  Feet 
*<  On  well-eilaLliuYd  Ground. 

12  "  'Twas  in  a  moft  accepted  Hour, 
"  My  Prayer  arofe  on   high, 
"  And  foi    my  fake  my   God  mall  hear 
"  The   dying  Sinner's  Cry.'* 

Psalm  LXIX.  14.-21,26,29,32.  Second  Part. 
Common    Metre. 
The  PaJJion  and  Exaltation  of  Chrift. 

i  TvT^^"  ^et  our  ^ps  w^^  ^°^y  ^ear 

X^l       And   mournful    Pleafure   fing 
1  fee  Sufferings   cf  our  great  High-Priefl, 
The  Sorrows    of  our  King. 

•2   He   finks   in    Floods  of  deep  Diibefs  ; 
How  high  the   Waters   rife  ! 
While  to  his    heav'nly  Father's  Ear 
Ke  lends   perpetual  Cries. 

3  *•  Hear   me,    O  Lord,    and   fave  thy    Son, 

"  Nor  hi  'ining    Face  ; 

•«  Why   mould  thy   Favourite  look   like  one 

"  r  orLkt-n  of  thy  Grace  ? 

4  "    *Vith  Rape  they   persecute  the  Man 

"    1  hat   Groans    beneath    thy    Wound, 
"  While    for  a  Sacrifice   I   pour  . 
"  My    Life  u^ton    the   Ground. 

5  "    They    tread,    my    Honour   to    the  Dull, 

"  And    'a'igh    when    I  complain  ; 
'*  Their  (harp    infuking   Slanders  add 

"  Frefh  AnguiJh    to  my  Pain.  6  "  All 


PSALM  LXIX. 


33 


6  ««  All   my  Reproach   is  known  to  Thee, 
"  The  Scandal   and  the    Shame  ; 
"  Reproach   has  broke  my  bleeding  Heart, 
«'  And  Lies   defil'd  my<  Name. 

7**1  look'd  for  Pity,    but   in  vain  ; 
"  My   Kindred  are    my   Grief ; 
"  I  afk  my  Friends   for  Comfort  round, 
"  But   meet  with  no  Relief. 

8  ■  "  With  Vinegar  they  mock  my  Thirft, 

"  They  give  me  Gall  for  Food  ; 
"   And   fporting   with  my   dving  Groans, 
"  They   triumph  in   my   Biood. 

9  "  Shine  in   to   my  diftrefod   Soul, 

"  Let   thy  Companions  fave  ; 
'•   And  though  my  Fieih  fink  down  to  Death, 
"  Redeem  it  from  the  Grave. 

iq  "  I  mall  arife   to  praife  thy  Name, 
"  Shall  reign  in    Worlds  unknown  ; 
"  And  thy  Salvation,  O  my   Gou, 
"  Shall  feat  me  on  thy  Throne. 

Psalm  LXIX.     Third  Part.  Common  Metre. 

Chrift's  Obedience  and  Death  ;  Or,    GOD  glorified  j 
and  Sinners  fa^ed. 

i   TT>ATHER,  I  fing  thy  wondrous   Grace, 
JP      I  blefs  my  Saviour's   Name, 
He   bought  Sa  vation  for  the   Poor, 
And  bore   the   Sinner's  Shame. 

2  His  deep  Diiirefs  has  rais'd  us  high, 

His  Duty  and   hL  Zeal 
Fulfii'd  zlie   Law  which   Mortals   broke, 
And  fihifh'd  all    thy  Will. 

3  His   dying  Groans,   his  living  Songs 

Shall  better  pleafe  my  God  Than  ! 


134  PSALM  LXIX. 

Than  Harp  or  Trumpet's  folemn  Sound, 
Then  Goats  or  Bullocks  Blood. 

4  This  fhall  his  humble  Followers  fee, 

And  fet  their  Hearts   at  reir , 
They  by  his  Death   diaw  rear  to  Thee> 
And  live  forever  bleft. 

5  Let  Heaven  and  all   that  dwell  on  high 

To  God  their  Voices  raife, 
While  I  ands  and  Seas  aflift  the  Sky, 
And  join  ('advance  the  FiaTe, 

6  Zion  is  thine,  Mofl  holy  God,  ■ 
Thy  Son  fhall  blefs  her  Gates  y 
And  Glory    purchas'd  by  his  Blood 

For  thin:   ov  n  Ijrad  waits. 

Psalm  LX!X.»JF/r/?  Part,    t  ong  Metre. 
Chrin'j    Pt'jjlm,   and  Signers  Salvation. 
i    T*~\EEP  in   cur  Hearts  hi   us   record 

JL/  The   deepei   Sorrows  of  our  Lord; 
••  }:ehold  the  rifing  Billows  -oc1 
To  overwhelm  his  holy  Soul. 

?  Jp  long    ^'omplair-ts  he  fper..'.s  his  Breath* 

While  Koits  of  Hell,  and   Powers   of  Death, 
'•  vAnd  all  the    Sons  of  Malice  join 

To  execute  their  curit  Deiign. 

• 

3  Yet,,  gracious  Gcd,  thy  Pow'r  and  Love 
Has  made  the  Curie  a  Blefiing  prove  ; - 
Thoie  dreadful  Sufferings  or'  thy  Son 

■    Aton'*a  for  Sins  which   we  had  done. 

4  The  Fangs  of  our  expiring  Lord 
The  Honours  of  thy  Law  reitor'd  : 
His  sorrows  made  thy  Juitice  know  a,    - 
And  paid    for  Follies  not  his  own. 

r   O  for  his    Sake  our  Guilt  forgave, 
And  let  the  mourning  S;nner  live  : 


PSALM  LXIX.  i3 

The  Lord   will  hear   us  in  his  Name, 
Nor  fliall  our  Hope  be  turn'd  to  Shame. 
Psalm     LXIX.  Ver.y.Scz.  id  Part.  Long  Metre. 
ChriftV  Sufferings  and  Zeal. 

1  '^HjT^WAS  for  thy   Sake,  eternal  God, 

Thy  Son  fuitain'd  that  heavy  Load 
Of  bafe  Reproach  and  fore   Difgrace, 
And  Shame  denTd  his  facred  Face, 

2  The  Jews  his  Brethren  and  his  Kin, 
AbusUl  the  Man   that  check'd  their  Sin  : 
While  he  fuLnl'd  thy  holy  Laws, 
They  hate  him,  but  without  a  Caufe. 

^  [My   Father's  Houfe,    faid  he,  was  made 

3  A  Place  for    Worjhip,  not  for  Trade  ;. 
Then  fcattering  all  their  Gold  and   Brafs, 
He  fcourg'd  the  Merchants  from  the  Place.  ] 

4  [Zeal  for  the  Temple  of  his  God 
Confum'd  his  Life,  expos'ft  his  Blood: 
Reproaches  at  thy  Glory  thrown 
He  felt  and  mourn'd  them  as  his  own] 

5  [His   Friends  forfook,  his  Followers  fled, 
While  Foes  and  Arms  furround  his  Head ; 
They  curfe  him  with  a  Uand'rqus  Tongue, 
And  the  falfe  Judge  maintains   the  Wrong,] 

6  His  Life  they  load  with   hateful  Lies, 
And  charge  his  Lips   with  Blafphemies  : 
They  nail  him  to  the  fhameful  Tree  ; 
There  hung  the   Man  that  dy'd  for  me. 

7  [Wretches  with  Hearts  as  hard  as  Stones 
Jr.i\;1t  his  Piety  and   Groans; 

G&\  was  the  Food  they  gave  him   there, 
id  moek'd  his  Thirrt  with  Vinegar.] 

;    But  God  beheld  ;  and  from  his   Throne 

,iks  oat  the  Men  that  hate  his  Son  .5        The  . 


i 


n36  P  S  A  L  M  LXXL 

The  Hand  that  rais'd  him  from  the  Dead, 
Shall  pour   the  Vergeance  on  their  Head. 

P  s    a   l   m^LXXI.    $---9  Fhjl  Part. 
Vhe  Aged  &£»#••  s   Reflection  and  Hope,   f 

i   "1*  /TY   God,   my  everlafling  Hope, 
JlVA     I  live  upon   thy  Truth  ; 
Thine   Hands  have  held  my  Childhood  up, 
And  ftrengihen'd  ail  my  Youth. 

a  Mv  Flefh  was  fafhion'd  by  thy  PowV, 
With   all  thefe   Limbs  of  mine  : 
And   from  my   Mother's  paiuful   Hour 
I've  been  intirely  thine. 

3  Still  has  my  Life   new  Wonders   feen 
Repeated  ev'ry  Year  ; 
Behold  my  Days  that  yet  remain, 
I  truft  them  to  rhy  Care. 

4.  Caft  me  not  off  when  Strength  Declines, 
When   hoary  .Hairs  arife  ; 
And  round  rre  let  thy  Glory  fhine, 
When'er  thy  Servant  dies. 

5  Then  in  the  Hiftory  of  my   Age, 
When  Men  review   my  Days, 
They'll  read  thy  Love  in   ev'ry  Page, 
In  ev'ry  Line  thy  Piaife 

Psalm  LXXI.  15,  14,  16,  23,  22,  24.  idPart* 
Chi  lit   our  Strength  and  Right  ecu  fnejs* 

1  "]\/^Y  Saviour,  my  Almighty  Friend,     ; 
IV JL      When  I  begin  thy    Praif*, 
Where  will  the   growing    N'*nbers  end. 

The  Numbers   of  thy  Grace  / 

2  Thou  art  my  eveflaftfrig  Truft, 

Thy    Goodnefs  l  adore  ; 
And  nnce  1  knew  thy    Graces  fiift 

I  fpeak  thy  Glories  moie.  3  My 


PSALM  LXXI.  137 

3  My  Feet  fhall  travel   all  the  Length 

Of  the  celeilial  Road, 
And  march  with  Courage   in  thy    Strength 
To   fee  my  Father- God. 

4  When  I  am  fill'd  with  for?  Diftrefs 

For  fome  furpriTing  Sin, 
I'll  plead   thy  perfect  Righteoufnefs, 
And  mention   none  but  Thine. 

5  How   will   my  Lips    rejoice  to   tell 

The    Victories  of  my  King  ; 
My   Soul  redeem'd  from  Sin  and   Hell 
Shall    thy  Salvation  fing. 

6  [My  Tongue  ihall  all  the  Day  proclaim 

My  Saviour  and  my   God, 
His    Death  has  brought  my  Foes  toShame^ 
And  drown'd   them  in  his  Blood. 

7  Awake,  awake,  my   tuneful  Powers ; 

With  this   delightful   Song 
I'll  entertain  the  darker!   Hours, 
Nor  think  the  Seafon  long] 
Psalm     LXXL      17—21.     Third  Part. 
The  Aged  Chriftian's  Prayer  and  Song  ;  or,  Old  Jge} 
Death,  and  the   RefurreBion. 

1  g^OV)  of  my  Childhood,   and  my  Youth, 
V_J     The  guide  of  all   my  Days, 

I  have  declar'd  thy  heavenly  Truth, 
And  told  thy  wond'rous  Ways. 

2  Will  thou  forfake  my   hoary  Hairs, 

And    leave  my   fainting    Heart  ? 
Wli©  ihali    fuftain  my  linking   Years 
If  God  my  Strength  depart  ? 

3  Let  me  thy   Power  and  Truth  proclaim 

To  the  furviving  Age, 
And  leave  a  Savour  of  thy  Name 

When  I  lhall  quit  the  Stage.  4  The 


138  PSALM  LXXIL 

4  The  Land  of  Silence  and  of  Death 

Attends  my  next  Remove  ; 
O  may  thefe   poor  Remains  of  Breath 
Teach  the  wide  World   thy  Love  i 

Pause. 

5  Thy  Righteoufnefs    is  deep  and  high, 

Unfearchable  thy  Deeds  ; 
Thy  Glory  fpreads  beyond  the  Sky, 
And  all  my  Praife  exceeds. 

6  Oft  have  I  heard  thy  Threat'nings  roar, 

And  oft  endur'd  the  Grief: 
But  when  thy  Hand   has  preft  me  fore, 
Thy  Grace  was  my  Relief. 

7  "By  long  Experience  have  I  known 

Thy  fov'reign  Pow'r  to  fave  ; 
At  thy  Command  I  venture  down 
Securely  to  the  Grave. 

8  When  I   lie  buried  deep   in  Dull, 

My  Flefh  fhail  be  thy  Care  ; 
Thefe  withering  Limbs  with  thee  I  trull 
To  raife  them  ftrong  and  fair. 

Psalm     LXXIL     Firft  Part. 

The  Kingdom  of  Chrift. 

1  ^""*REAT  God,  whofe  univerfal  Sway 

VjT  The  known  and  unknown  World i    cbeyi 
Now  give  the  Kingdom   to  thy  Son, 
Extend  his  Power,  exalt  his  Tyrone. 

2  Thy  Scepter  well  becomes  his  Hands, 
All  Heaven  fubmits   to  his  Commands  ; 
His  Juflice  fhall  avenge  the  Poor, 

And  Pridt  and  Rage  prevail  no  more. 

2  With  Power  he  vindicates  the  Jail, 
And  treads  th'  Oppreflbr  in  the  Dull;        His 


PSALM    LXXII.  1 39 

His  Worlhip  and  his  Fear  mall  laft, 

Till  Hours,  and  Years,  and  Time  be  paft. 

4  As  Rain  on  Meadows  newly  mown, 
So  mall  he  fend  his  Influence  down  : 
His  Grace  on  fainting  Souls  diitils, 
Like  heavenly  Dew  on  thirfty  Hills. 

5  The  Heathen  Lands  that  lie  beneath  i 
The  Shades  of  overfpreading  Death, 

Revive  at  his  firft  dawning  Light, 

And  Defarts  bloffom  at  the  Sight.  \ 

6  The  Saints  ihall  flourifh  in  his  Days, 
Dreft  in  the  Robes  of  Joy  and  Praife  ; 
Peace  like  a  River  from  his  Throne 
Shall  flow  to  Nations  yet  unknown. 

Psalm     LXXII.     Second  Part. 

Chriu?/  Kingdom  among  the  Gentiles* 

1  TisSlAS  Ihall  reign  where-e'er  the  Sun 
J   Does  his  fucceffive  Journeys  run  ; 

His  Kingdom  llretch  from  Shore  to  Shore, 
Till  Moons  Ihall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  [Behold  the  Iflands  with  their  Kings, 
And  Europe  her  bell  Tribute  brings  ; 
From  North  to  South  the  Princes  meet 
To  pay  their  Homage  at  his  Feet. 

3  There  ?-erfia,  glories  to  behold. 
There  India  mines  in  E  aft  em  Gold  ;  , 
And  barbarous  Nations  at  his  Word 
Submit,  and  bow,  and  own  their  Lord.]  . 

4  For-  him  ihall  endlefs  Pray'r  be  made, 
And  Praifes  throng  to  crown  his   Head  ; 
His  Name  like  fweet  Perfume  Ihall  rife 
"With  every  Morning  Sacrifice. 

G  5  Peoj fe 


x4o         PSALM   LXXIIL 

5  People  and  Realms  of  every  Tongue 
DweJ  on  his  Love  with  fweeteil  Song,; 
And  Infant- Voices  {hall  proclaim 
Their  earjy    Bleflings  on  his  Name. 

Bleiiings  abound  where-e're  he  reigns, 
The  Prifoner  leaps  to  Joofe  his  Chains  ; 
The  Weary  find  eternal  Reft, 
And  all  the  Sons  of  Want  are  bleit. 

7   [Where  he  difplays  his  healing   Power, 
Death  and  the  Curfe  are  known  no  more  ; 
Jn  him  the  Tribes  of  Adam  boart 
More  Rleffings  than  their  Father  loft. 

%  Let  every  Creature  rife  and  i)ring, 

Peculiar  Honours  to  our  King  : 

Angels  defcend  with  .  Sengs  again. 

And  Earth  repeat  the  long  Amen.~\ 
?  s  a  l  m  LXXIIL     Fir  ft  Part.  Common  Metre. 

Jjflitted  Saints  happy ,  and  profperous  Sinners  curjttL 
i   "TVTOW  I'm  convine'd,  the  Lord  is  kind 

JL^      To  Men  of  Heart  fin  cere, 

Yet  pnee  my  foolifh  Thoughts  repin'd, 
And  border'd  Qn  Defpair. 

2  I  griev'd  to  fee  the  Wicked  thrive, 

And  (poke  with  angry  Breath, 
*'  How  pleafent  and  profane  they  live  ! 
"  How  peaceful  is  their  Death! 

3  "  With  well  fed  Flefh  and  haughty  Eyes 

"  They  lay  their  Fears  to  fleep  ; 
*<  Againft  the  Heavens     their   Slanders    rife^ 
"  While  Saints  in  Silence   weep. 

4  *'  Tn   vain  I  lift  my  Hands  to  pray, 

««  And  cleanfe  my  Heart  in  vain  ; 
•«  For  I  am  chained  all  the  Day, 
«  The  Night'  renews  my  Pain."  5  Yet 


PSALM  LXXIII.  i4f  : 

5  Yet  while  my  Tongue  indulg'd  Complaints, 

I  felt  my  Heart  reprove; 
«  Sure  I  mail  thus  offend  thy  Saints, 
'"  And  grieve  the  Men   1  love." 

6  But  ftill  I  found  my  Doubts  too  hard, 

The  Conflict  too  fevere, 
'Till  I  retir'd  to  fearch  thy  Word, 
And  learn  thy  Secrets  there. 

7  There,  as  in  fome  prophetick  Glafs, 

I  faw  the  Sinner's  Feet 
High  mounted  on   a  flippery  Place 
Befide  a  fiery  Pit. 

8  I  heard  the  Wretch  profanely  boafl, 

"  Till   at  thy  Frown  he  fell  ; 
His  Honours   in  a  Dream  were  loft, 
And  he  awakes  in  Hell. 

9  Lord,  what  an  envious  Fool  T  was  1 

How  like   a   thoughtlefs  Beait  ! 
Thus  to  fufpect  thy  promis'd  Grace, 
And  think  the  Wicked  bleft. 

10  Yet  I  was  kept  from  full  Defpair, 
Upheld   by  Power  unknown  : 
That  bleifed  Hand  that  broke  the  Snare 
Shall  guide  me  to  thy  Throne. 

P  s4a  l  m  LXXIII  23,-28,  2d  Part.  Com.  Metrg 
GOD  cur  Portion  here  and  hereafter. 

1  /^^OD,  my  Supporter  and  my  Hope, 
\J     My  Help  for  ever  near, 

Thine  Arm  of  Mercy  held  me   up 
When  finking  in   Defpair. 

2  Thy  Counfels,  Lord,  mall  guide  my  Feet 

Through   this   dark  Wildernefs  ; 
Thine  Hand  conduct  me  near  thy  Seat, 
Tq  dwell  before  thy  Face.  G  2 


142  PSALM   LXXIII. 

3  Were  I  in  Heaven  without  my  God, 

'Twould  be  no  Joy  to  me  ; 
And  whii/1  this  Earth  is  my  Abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  Thee. 

4  What  if  the  Springs  of  Life  were  broke, 

And  Flefh  and  Heart  mould  faint, 
God  is  my  Soul's  eternal  Rock, 
The  Strength  of  ev'ry  Saint. 

r  Eehold  the  Sinners  that  remove 
Far  from  thy  Prefence  die  ; 
Not  all  the  Idol  Gods  they  love 
Can  fave  them  when  they  cry. 

€  But  to  draw  near  to  The*"-,  my  God, 
Shall  be  my  fweet  Employ  ; 
My  Tongue  mall  found  thy  Works  abroad, 
Aid  tell  the  World  my  Joy. 

'Psalm  LXXIII.  22,  3,  6,  17 — 20.  Long  Metre. 
The  Profperity  of  Sinners  cur  fed. 

1  T    ORD,  what  a  th-oughtlefs  Wretch  was  I, 
I   y    To  mourn,  and  murmur,  and  repine 

To  fee  the  Wicked  plac'd  on  high, 
In  Pride  and  Robes  of  Honour  mine. 

2  But,  O  their  End,  their  dreadful  End  ! 
Thy  Sanctuary  taught  me  fo  : 
On  flippery  Rocks  I  fee  them  Hand, 
And  fiery  Billows  roll  below. 

jig  Now  let  them  boaft  how  tall  they  rife, 
I'll  never  envy  them  again, 
There  they  may  Hand  with  haughty  Eyes, 
Till  they  plunge  deep  in  end  lei's  Pain. 

J4  Their  fancy 'd  Joys  how  fall  they  flee  ! 
Juft  like  a  Dream  when  Man  awakes  j 
Their  Songs  of  fofteft  Harmony 
Are  bu«  a  Preface  to  their  Plagues.         5  Now 


PSALM  LXXIII.  143 

5.  Now  I  eiteem  their  Mirth  and   Wine, 
Too  dear  to  purchafe  with  my  Blood  ; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine, 
My  Life,  my  Portion,  and  my  God. 

Psalm     LXXIII.     Short  Metre* 

The  Myfiery  ef  Providence  unfolded* 
I    QURE  there's  a  righteous  God, 
i5     Nor  is  Religion  vain  ; 
Tho'  Men  of  Yice  may  boaft  aloud,. 
And  Men  of  Grace  complain. 

ti  I  faw  the  Wicked  rife, 

And  felt  my  Heart  repine,. 
While  haughty  Fools  with  fcornfttl  Eyes, 


In  Robes  of.  Honour  fhins-. 


■\_  [Pampcr'd  with  wanton  Eafe* 

Their  Flefn  looks  full  and  fair, 
Their  Wealth  rolls  in  like  flowing  Seas, 
And  grows  without  their  Care. 

4,  Free  from  the  Plagues  and  Pains 

That,  pious  Souls  endure, 
Thro*  all  their  Life  Opprefilon  reigns, 
And.  racks  the  humble  Poor. 

5,  Their  impious  Tongues  blafpheme 

The  everlafting  God  : 
Their  Malice  b-latis  the  good  Man's  Name, 
And  fpreads  their  Lies  abroad, 

6  But  I  with  flowing-  Tears 

Indulg'd  my  Doubts  to,  rife  % 
f(  Is   there  a  God  that  fees  or  hears 
•"*  The  Things,  below  the  Skies  ?] 

7 "The  Tumult  of  my  Thought 
Held  me  in  hard  Sufpence, 
Till  to  thy  Houfe  my  Feet  were  brought 
*  Tp,  Iqarn.thy  Juitice  thence.       G.  3  ...  8  .Thy. 


144  PSALM    LXXIV. 

S  Thy  Word  with  Light   and  Power, 
Did  ray  mifrake  amend  ; 
I  view'd  the  Sinners  Life  before, 
But  here  I  learnt  their  End. 

9  On   what  a  flippery  Steep 

The  thoughtlefs  Wretches  go  ; 
And  O  that  dreadful  fiery  Deep 
That  waits  their  Fall  below  1 

jo  Lord,  at  thy  Feet  I  bow, 

My  Thoughts  no   more  repine  : 
I  call  my  God  my  Portion  now, 
And  all  my  Pow'rs  are  thine. 

Psalm  LXXIV. 
The  Church  Pleading  ivitb  GOD  under  fort  Terfttuthn* 

1  ^T /ILL  God  forever  caft  us  off ! 

VV       His   Wrath   foi  ever  fmoak 
Agamft  the  People  of  his  Love, 
His  little   chofen  Flock  ? 

2  Think  of  the  Tribes  fo  dearly  bought 

Wiih  their  Redeemer's  Blood  ; 

Nor  let  thy  Sion  be  forgot, 

Where  once  thy  Glory  ftood. 

• 

3  Lift  up  thy  Feet,  and  march  in   hafte, 

Aloud  our  Ruin  calls  ; 
See  what  a  wide  and  fearful   Wafte 
Is  made  within  thy  Walls. 

4.  Where  once  thy  Churches  pray'd  and  fang 
Thy  Foes  profanely  roar  ; 
Over  thy  Gates  their  Enfigns  hang, 
Sad  Tokens  of  their  Power. 

r  How  are  the  Seats  of  Woifhip  broke  ? 
They  tear  the  Buildings  down, 
And  he  that  deals  the  heavier!  Stroke, 

F:,ocures  the  chief  Renown-  6  With 


P  S  J  L  M  LXXF?.  14$ 

6   Whh   FJame  they  threaten   to  oeflroy 
Thy  Children  in  their  Nelt.  ; 
Come  I  i  us  burn  at  once  they  cry5 
The    remple  and  the   Friejh 

7  And  ilill  to  heighten  our  Diftrefs, 

Thy  Prefence  is  withdrawn  ; 
Thy  wonted  Signs  of  Power  and  Grace, 
Thy  Power  and  Grace  are  gone. 

8  No  Prophet  fpeaks  to  calm  our  Woes, 

But  all  the  Seers  mourn  ; 
There's   nor  a  Soul   amongfl  us  knows  * 
The  Time  of  thy  Returns 

X     P    A    U    S ■■£.". 

9, How  lon<>,  eternal  God,  how  longf 
Shall*  Men-- of  Pride  blafpheme  ? 
Shall  Saints  be  made'  their  endlefs  Song?.; 
And  bear  immortal  Shame. 

10-  Canit  thou  for  ever  fit'  and  hear 
Thine  ho'y  Name  profan'd  f 
And.  full  thy  Jealoufy   forbear, 
And  flill   with-hold  thine  Hand  ? 

1 1  What  grange  -Deliverance-  hail  thou  (howfc 
.  In   Ages  long   before, 

And  now  no  other   God  we  own^ 
No  other  God, adore. 

1 2  Thou  didft  divide  the  raging  Sea 

By  thy  refitjjefs   Might, 
To  make  thy  Tribes  a  wondrous  Way,  . 
And  then  feeure    their  Flight. 

13  Is  not  the  .World  of  Nature  thine, 

The  Darknefs  and  the  Cay? 
Didil  not  thou  bid, the  Morning  fhiiae* 
And  mark,  the  Sun  his,  Way., 

G:+.  14.   Rati 


[46  PSALM  LXXV. 

4  Hath  rot  thy  Power  form'd  every  Coaft,  . 
And  fet  the  Earth  its  Bounds, 
With  Summer's  Heat,  and  Winter's  Froft, 
In  their  perpetual  Rounds  ? 

15  And  mall  the  Sons  of  Earth  and  Dufl 

That  facfed  PoWer  bi^fpheme  ? 
Will  not  thy  Hand  that  form'd  them  firft 
Avenge  thine  injui'd  Name  r 

16  I  hihfe  on  the-  Covenant  thou  haft  made, 

And  all  thy   Words  of  Love  ; 
Nor  let  the   Birds  of  Prey  invade 
And  vex  thy  mourning  Dove. 

\j  Our  Foes  would  t.iumph  in  our  Blood, 
And  make  our  Hope  their  Jell  j 
Plead  thine  own  Caufe  Almighty  God, 
And  give  thy  Children  Reit. 

Psalm     LXXV. 

Power  and  Government  from  GGD  alont. 
Apply'd    t0     tne    glorious    Revolution    by    King 
William,    or    the-   happy    AccelTion    of   King 
George  to  the  Throne. 

1  ^HpO  Thee,  moft  Holy,  and  moil  High,  i 

To  Thee  we  bring  our  thankful  Pxaife  ; 
Thy  Works  declare  thy  Name  is  nigh, 
Thy  Works  of  Wonder  and  of  Grace. 

2  ik^^-was-doonrd  -^adw-ar^Staver 
Her  Frame  d 
When  God  i 
To  bear  the  Pillars  of  the  State.     ,    ^  , 

And  fwear  to  rule  by  wholeiome   Laws  ; 
ifcVFoot  mall  tread  th'  Oppretfor  dowr, 
irffcl  Arm  ce£nd  the  righteous  Caufc 


iffolv'd  i  her  Fears,  were  great  ; 


Prs'-A'L ■  M  LXXVI.  r4; 

4^  Let  haughty  Sinners  fink  their  Pride, . 
Nor  lift  fa  high  their  fcornful  Head  s 
But  lay  their  foolifh  Thoughts  afide, 
And  own  the  -giii^that  God  hath  mad*. 

5:  Such  Bgac*<.'«s  never  dome  by-Chance, 
Nor  do  the  Winds  Promotion  blow  ; 
'Tis  God  the  Judge  doth  one  advance.* 
'Tis  God  that  lays  another  low. 

6-  No  vain  Pretence  to  royal  Birth 
Shall  fix  a  Tyrant  on  the  Throne;. 
Gob,  the  great  Sovereign  of  the  Earth; 
~y-rH  rife,  aftd-^ra^-iiis-j^ifikc  known.  - 
SUatl  crufh  vfuvpcrf  vvitfiliiy  fr^w«, 

7- [His  Hand  holds  out  the  dreadful  Cup, 
Of  Vengeance  mix'd  with  various  -Plagues, . 
To  make  the  Wicked  drink  them  up,  f 
Wring  out,;  and  tafte  the  bitter  Dregs. 

8- Now  mall  the  Lord  exalt  the  Juft, . 
And  while  he  tramples  on  the  Proud,  , 
And  lays  their  Glory  in  the  Duft, 
Our  Lips  ihall  fing  his  Praife  aloud. 

Psalm     LXXVI. 

Ifrael  fa-u'd,  and  the  Aflyrians  defray*  d ;  or,  GOD'si 
Vevgeance    againji  his   Enemies  proceeds  from 

Church. 

i    TN  Judah  God  of  Old  was  known  j. 
J[     His  Name  in  Ij'rael  great ; 
In  Salem  flood  his  holy  Throne,. 
And  Zion  was  his  Seat. 

2  Among  the  Praifes  of  his  Saints, 
His  Dwelling  there  he  chofe-; 
There  he  receiv'd  their  juft  Complaints* 
Againft  their  haughty  Foes. 

G  5  3  From* 


I4§  PSALM  LXXVL 

3  From  Zlon  went  his  dreadful  Word, 

And  broke  that  threatning  Spear ; 
The  Bow,  the  Arrows,  and  the  Sword, 
And  cruiVd  th'  AJJyrian   War. 

4  What  are  the  Earth's  wide  Kingdoms  elfe 

But  mighty  Hills  of  Prey  ? 
The  Hill  on  which  Jehovah   dwells- 
Is  glorious  more  than  they. 

5  'Twas  Zloris  King  that  ftopp'd  the  Breath 

Of  Captains   and  their  Bands  : 
The  Men  of  Might  flept  faft  in  Death, 
And  never  found  their  Hands. 

6  At  thy  Rebuke,   O  Jacob's  God, 

Both  Hone  and  Chariot  fell  : 
Who  knows  the  Tenors  of  thv   Rod  ? 
Thy  Vengeance  who  can  tell  ? 

'   What  Power  can  Hand  befoie  thy  Sight 
When- once  thv.  Wrath  appears? 
When  Heaven  ftiinej  round  with  dreadful  Light, 
The  Earth  lies  ftill  and  fears. 

5S   When  God  in  his  own  fo'vereign  Ways 
Comes  rie.vn   to •  fave   th*'Oppreft, 
The  Wrath  of  Man  .mail  work  his  Priife, 
And  he'll  refrain  the  reft. 

9  [Vow  to  the  Lord,  and  Tribute  bring, 

Ye  Princes  fear  his  Frown  : 
His  Terrors  make  the  proudeft  King, 
And  cuts  an  Army  down. 

10  The  Thunder  of  his  (harp  Rebuke 

Our  haughty   Fees   (hall  feel  ; 
For  Jacob's  God  hath  not  forfook* 
But  dwells  in  Ziun  iliH -J 


P *tf  ^  L  •  M   LXXVII.  1 49 

Psalm   LXXVII.     Firjl    Part, 
Melancholy    a/faulting,    and  Hope  prevaifirg* 

1  ?  |"^0  God  I  cry'd  vvithi ; mournful  Voice, 

J[         I  fought  his  gracious   Ear, 
Irf  the  fad  Dav,  when  Troubles  rofe, 
And  fill'd  the  Night  with  Fear. 

2  Sad  were   mv   Days,  -and    dark  my   Nights, 

My   Soul  refus'd  Relief; 
I  thought  on  God  ;    the  Juft  and  Wife, 
But   Thoughts  increas'd  my  Grief. 

3  Still  I  complain'd,  and   ftiH  oppreft, 

My  Heart  began  to  break  ; 
My  God,  -thy  Wrath  forbid  my  Reft,. 
And  kept  my  Eyes  awake^ 

4.  My  overwhelming  Sorrows  grew, 
'  Fill  I   could    ipeak   no  more  ; 
Then  I  within  myfelf  withdrew,    . 
And  call'd  thy  Judgments  o'er. 

5  :I  calFd  back  Years  and- ancient  Times- 
When  I  beheld  thy  Face  ; 
My  Spirit  fearch'd  for  fecret  Crimes. 
That  .might-  with-hold  thy  Grace. 

6.1  calFd  thy  Mercies  to  my  Mind, 
Which  I  enjoy'd  before  ; 
And  will  the  Lord  no  more  be  kind -5, 
His  Face  appear  no  more  f 

j  Will  he  for  ever  caft  me  off  ?   • 
His  Prcmife  ever  fail  ? 
cHas  he -forgot  his  tender  Love?  -' 
Shall  Anger  Hill  prevail  ?  ' 

3  ,43 ut  I  forbid  this  hopelefs  Thought, 
This    dark,  defpairing  Frame, 
Kememh'ring  what, thy  Hand,  hath  wrought  ;! 
Thy  Hand  is  .full  the  Laie»  9  1 


i53  PSALM  LXXVil. 

9  riPthink  again  of  all  thy  Ways, 
And  talk  thy   Wonders  o'er. 
Thy  Wonders  of  recov'ring  Grace, 
When  Flefh  could  hope  no  more. 

!3  Grace  dwelt  with  Juftice  on  the  Throne  j 

And  Men  that  love  thy  Word 
Have  in  thy  Sar  e~tuary   known 
The  Cbunfels  of  the  Lord. 

P   s   .a    y,    m      LXXVII.      SuorJ  Part. 

Comfort  tkrinftl  from  atftient  Providence  ;  or,  Tfra^l 
de.t'ver  a  from  Egypt,  and  brought  to  Canaan. 

1    "    TJ0W  aw^  ^  thy  chaft'ning  Rod  ; 
Jl      "   (May   thy  own  Children  fay) 
u  The  Great,   the  Wife,   the  dreadful  Gdtfl 
"  How  holy  is  his  Way  ! 

£  I'll  meditate  his  Works  of  old  ; 
The  King  that  reigns  above, 
I'll  hear  his  ancient  Wonders  told, 
And  learn  to  trull  his  Love. 

3  Long  did   the  Houfe  of  J'ifepb  lis 
With  Egypt's  Yoke  oppreit  ; 
Long  he  delay'd  to  hear  their  Cjrjrj 
Nor  gave  his  People  Reft. 

!  4  The  Sons  of  good  old  Jactb  fcem'd 
A  ban  d  oh 'd  to  their  Foes  ; 
But  his  Almighty   Arm  redeem'd 

The  Nation  that  he  chofe. 

» 

j  IJrael  his   People  and  his  Sheep 
Mull  follow  when  he  calls  ; 
He  bid   them  venture  thro*  the  Deep^ 
And  made  the  Waves    their  Walls. 

6  The   Waters  faw  Thee,   mighty  God, 

The  Waters  faw  Thee  come  j  Back* 


PSALM  LX'XVitl.  i  $.i 

Backward  they,  fled,  and  frighted  flood, 
To  make  thine   Armies  Room. 

7  Strange  was  thy  Journey  through  the  Sea, 
Thy  Poottfeps,   Lord,  unknown  ; 
Terrors  attend  the  wondrous    Way 
That  brings  thy   Mercies  down. 

t  [Thy  Voice  with  Tenor  in  the  Sound 
Thro'  Clouds  and  Darknefs  broke  V 
All  Heav'n  in   Lightning  flione  around, 
And  Earth  with  Thunder  lhook, 

9  Thine  Arrows  thro'  the  Skies  were  hurl'd* ' 
How  glorious  is  the  Lord  ! 
Suprize  and  Trembling  Jeis'd   the  World? 
And  his  own  Saints  adcr'd. 

to  He  gave  them   Water  from  the  Rock  f 
And   fafe  by  Mojfi   Hand 
Thro'  a  dry   Defari  led  his   Flock 
Home  to  the  prorfiis'd  Land  ] 

Psalm     LXXVIII.     Firfi  Part. 

Fro^iidmcs  of  GOD  recorded',  or  pious  Education 
and  Inftrtiftio?i   of  Children. 

1  T    ET  Children  hear  the  mighty  Deeds 
JL^     Which  Gob  perform'd  of  old  ; 
Which  in  our  younger  Years  we  faw, 

And  which  our  Fathers  told. 

2  He  bids   us   make  his  Glories  known  | 

His   Works  of  Power  and  Grace  } 
And  we'll  convey  his   Wonders  down 
Through  every  rifing  Race. 

3  Our  Lips  mail  tell  them  to  our  Sons^ 

And  they  again  to  theirs, 
That  Generation  ^yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  Heirs.  4  Thai 


i52  PS  A  L '  M    IJXKY11L: 

4  Thi><  mall  they  learn,   in   God   alone 
Their  Hope    fecurely  itandc, 
Tbst  they   mav  ne'er  forget  his-  Works, 
But  praclifc  his  Commands. 

Psalm   LXXVIU.      Second  Part. 
Ifrael's    Rebellion  and  Punjjhmtnt  ;  or,   The  Sins  and,. 
Chafiijemantj  of  GOD's    People. 

i    S~\   What  a    iii-ff  rebellious  Houfe 
\J  Was  >a^'s -ancient  Race  ! 
False  to  .their  own  moli  folemn  Vows, 
rind  to  their  Maker's  Grace. 

2  Thsy  broke  the  Covenant  of  his  Love, 

And  did  his    Laws  defpifr, 
'     Foroot  the  Works  he  wrought  to  prove  , 
His  Pow'r  before  their  Eyes. 

3  They  faw  the  Plagues  on   Egypt  light 

From  his  revenging  Hand  : 
What  dreadful  Tokens  of  his  Might 
Spread  o'er  the  nubbdrn  Land. 

$  .They  faw  him   cleave  the  mighty  Sea,, 
And  march'd  with    Safety  through, 
With  watry    Walls  to  guard  their  Way,.. 
Tih  they  had   'fcap'd  the  Foe. 

r  A  wondrous  Pillar  mark'd  the  Road, 
Compos'd    of  Shiide  and  Light  ; 
By  Day  , it  prov'd  a  fheUMng  Cloud, 
A  leading  Fire  by   Night. 

6  He   from  the  Rock  their  Thirit  fupply'd^. ; 

The  gulhing    Waters  fell, 
And  ran  in  Rivers  by  thtir  Side, 
A  ccniiant   Miracle. 

7  Yet  they  provok'd  the  Lord   moll  High, 

And  da* '4  -c-iiU-uft  Jus.Kand; 


PSA  L  M  LXXVIIT.  i55. 

'*   Can   he    nvhb    Bread  our  Hofts  fufcply . 
*<   Amidft    this  Defart   Land  ? 

8  The  Lord  with  Indignation  heard, 
And  caus'd  his   Wrath   to  flame  % 
His    Terrors  ever  ftand  prepar'd 
To  vindicate  his    Name. 

P   s   a   l    m     LXXVIII.    Second  Parti 

The  Put.ijbment  of  Luxury  and  Intemperance  ;  jyr^ 
Cbajfi/ement  and  Salvation. 

1  fTTHEN   I/rael  fias,  the    Lord  reproves, 
VV       And  fills  their  Hearts  with  Dread  5 

Yet  he.  forgives    the  Men  he  loves,  , 
And  fends  them  heavenly    Bread. 

2  He  fed  them  with  a  .lib'ral  Hand, 

And   made  his  Treafures  known, ; 
He   gave  the  Midnight-Clouds  Command 
To  pcur  ProviiTon  down. 

3  The  Manna  like  a  Morning  Show'r 

Lay  thick,  around    their  Feet .; 
The  Corn    of  Heaven,  fo  light,  fo  pure  5 
As   tho*  'twere  Angels  Meat. 

4  But  they  in  murmuring  Language  faid, 

M  Manna  is    all  our  Feaft  ;  . 
m  We  loath  this  light,  this  airy  Bread  j 
u  We  mull  have  Fkfh  to  talle. 

5  "  Te  Jball  have   Flejh   to  pkafe  your  Lujl^ 

The  Lord  in  Wrath   re  ply  M, 
And  fejjt  them   Quails  like  Sand  or  Duft, 
Heap'd  up  from    Side  to  Side. 

V  He  gave   them  all  their  own  Defire  ; 
And  greedy  as   they  fed, 
Hi?  Venge;  nee  burnt  with  fecret  Firf, 
And  fraate  the  Rebels  dead, 

7  Who* 


154  P  S  A  L  M   LXXVIII.' 

7  When   fome  were  {lain  the  reft  retum'd, 

And  fouoht  the  Lord  with  Tears  ; 
Under  the  Rod   thev  fear'd  and  mourn'd, 
But  foon  forgot  their  Fears. 

8  0fc  he  chaitis'd,  and  (till  forgave, 

'Till    bv  his  gracious  Hano> 

The  Nation  he  refoVd  to  fave 

PoiTef  \i  the  promis'd  Land. 

P  s  a  L  m    LXXVIIL  Ver.  32,'cifr.   Fourth  Part. 

Bsickjliding  and  Forgiv<;vei!  ;   or,    Sin  punijb'd  and 
Saints  faved, 

I    /""^REAT  God.  how  oft  did  IJjrc.el  prove 
XjJ   Bv   turn?  thine  Anger,  and  thy  Love? 
There  is  a  GJafs  oar  Hearts  may  fee 
How  fickJe  and  how  falfe  they  be. 

2:  How  foon  the  faitfaefs  Jews  forgot 

The  dreadful  Wonders  God  had  wrought?' 
Then  they  provoke  him  to  his  Face, 
Nor  fear  his  Power,  nor  trail  his  Grace.  - 

3  The  Lord-  confum'd  their  Years  in  Pain, 
And  made  their  Travels  long  and  vain  ; . 
A  tedious  March  through  unknown  Ways 
Wore  out  their  Strength,  and  fpent  their  Days*.. 

4  Oft  when  they  faw  their  Brethren   flam, 
They  mourn'd,  and  fought  the  Lord  again  5 
CalPd  him  the.  Rock  of  their  abode, 
Their  high  Redeemer,  and  their  God. 

5  Their  Prayers'  and  Vows  before  him  >raife 
As  flattering  Words  or  folemn  Lies, 
While  their  rebellious  Tempers  prove 
Falfe  to  his  Covenant  and  his  Love. 

6  Vtt  did  his  fovereign  Grace  forgive 

The  Men  who  not  defervM  to  live;  His- 


PSALM  LXXX.  155 

His  Anger  oft  away  he  turn'd, 

Or  elfe  with  gentle  Flame  it  burn'd. 

He  faw  their  Flefh  was  weak  and  frail, 
He  faw  Temp  ations  ftill  prevail  : 
The  God  of' Abraham  loV?d  them  ftill, 
And  led  them  to  his  holy  Hill. 

Psalm     LXXX. 

be  Church's  Prayer  under  Affliakn  ;   or,   The  Vine* 
yard  of  GOD  nxtzfted. 

GREAT  Shepherd,  of  thine  Ifrettl 
Who  didft  between  the  Cherubs  dwell, 
And  lead  the  Tribes,  thy  chofen  Sheep, 
Safe  through  the  Defart  and  the  Deep  : 

Thy  Church  is  in  the  Defart  now, 
Shine  from  on  high,  and  guide  us  thro*  5 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  Love  reftore, 
We  mall  be  fav'd  and  figh  no  more. 

Great  God,  whom  heavenly  Hofts  obey, 
How  long  ihall  we  lament  and  pray  r 
.And  wait  in  vain  thy  kind  Return  ? 
How  long  ihall  thy  fierce  Anger  burn  ? 

Jnftead  of  Wine  and  chearful   Bread 
Thy  Saints  with  their  own  Tears  are  fed  £ 
Turn  us  to  Thee,   thy   Love  reitore, 
We  ihall  be  fav'd  and  figh  no  moie. 

Pause     I. 
Haft  thou  not  planted  with  thy  Hands 
A  lovely   Vine  in  thai  hen  Lands  r 
Did  not  thy  Po>ver  defend  it  round, 
And  heavenly  Dews  enrich  the  Ground  ? 

How  did  the  fpreading  Branches   fhoot, 
And  ■  blels  the  Nations  with   the   Fruit j 
But  now,  dear  Lord,    look  down  and   fee 
Tiiy   mourning  Vine,    that   lovely   Tree.  * 


156         P  S  A  L  M  LXXXJ: 

7  Why  is  its  Beauty  thus  defac'd  ; 

Why  hail  thou  laid  her  Fences  wafle  ?■ 
Strangers  and  Foes  againit  her  join, 
And  every  Beaft  devours  the  Vine. 

8  Return,  Almighty  God,  return  ; 

Nor  let  thy  bleeding   Vinyard   mourn  : 
Turn   us    to  thee,    thy  Love   reftore, 
We  fhall  be  fav'd  and  figh  no  more. 

P    A    U    5    E    II. 

9  Lord,  when  this  Vine  in  Canaan  grew, 
Thou  wall  its  Strength  ard  Glory  too  ! 
Attacked  in  vain  by  all  its  Foe?, 

Till   the  fair  Branch  of  Promije  rofe. 

10  Fair  Branch,  ordain'd    of  old  to  moot 
From  David's  Stock,  from  Jacob's  Rcot  ; 
Himfelf  a  noble  Vine,   and  we 

The  ieffer  Branches   of  the   Tree  i 

1 1  'Tis  thy  o*n  Sen  ;  and  he  fhall  ltand 
Girt  with  thy  Strength  at  thy.  Right-hand  ; 
Thy  fult-born   Son,  adorn.'d   and  bleis 
With  Power  and   Grace  above  the  relt. 

12  O!  for  his  fake  attend   our  Cry, 
Shine  on  ihy  Cjiutches  kit   thy  die: 
rJ  urn    us   to  thee,    thy   Love  reltore, 
Wc  ihali  be  fav'd,  and  figh  no  mare. 

Psalm   LXXXI.  i,8—  16. 

The  Warning  of  GOD   to  his   People  ;  or,    Spiritual 
Blefftngs  and  Punijhmeni. 

I    QiNG   to  the   Lord  aloud, 

vj5   ^nci  make  a  joyful  "fNoife  ; 
God  is  our     strength,  our  Saviour  Goo  ; 

Let  Jfr u*t -hea.i  his.  Voice, 

2    u 


P  S  L  M  LXXXII.  157 

2  "  From  vile  Idolatry 

'*  Preferve  my   Worfhip  clean  ; 
"  I  am   the  Lord  who  fet   thee  free 
"  From  Slavery  and  Sin. 

3  "  Stretch  thy  Defires  abroad, 

■'  And  Til  fupply  them  well  ; 
'*  But  if  ye    will  refufe  your  God, 
"  If  Ilrael  will  rebel  ; 

4.  "  I'll  leave  them,  faith  the  Lord, 
"  To  their  own   Lufts   a  Prey, 
"  And  let  them  run  the  dangerous  Road, 
"  'Tis   their  own  chofen  Way. 

5  Yet  O  !  that  all  my  Saints 

*•*  Would  hearken  to  my  Voice  ! 
"  Soon  I  would  eafe  their  fore  Complaints, 
*'  And  bid  their  Hearts  rejoice, 

6  "  WhiLe  I  deftroy  their   Foes> 

"  I'd  richly  feed  my  Flock, 
A^nd  they  mall  taite  the  Stream  that  flows 
"  From   their  eternal  Rock." 

Psalm  LXXXII. 

GOD  the  f^pr  erne  Governor  ;  or,  Magiftrates  warned* 

J      A   MONG   th'  AfTembiies  of  the  Great 
jt\,  A  greater  Ruler  takes  his  Seat  ; 
1  lie  God  of  Heaven  as  judge  lu«-veys 
Thole  Gcds  on  Earth    and  ail   their    Ways. 

2  Why  will  you  then  fiame  wicked  Laws  f 
Or  why  fupport  th*    unrighteous  Caufe  ? 
"Vv'hen  will  ye  once  defend  the   Poor, 
That  Sinners  vex  the  Saia.s  no  moje  ? 

3  They  know  not,  Lord,  nor  will  they  know  : 
Dark  are  the    Ways>  in  which  they  go  ; 

Their 


1 58  PSALM  LXXXIIL 

Their  Name  of  earthly  Gods  is  vain, 
For  they  jfhall  fall  and  die  like  Men* 

4  Arife,  O  Lord,   and  let  thy  Son 
PoiTefs  his  univerfal  Throne, 
And  rule  the  Nations  with  his   Rod  ; 
He  is  our  Judge,   and   He  our  God* 

Psalm     LXXXIIL 

A  Complaint  ag&inji  Ptrfieutoru 

i      A  ND  will  the  God  of  Grace 
Jt\.    Perpetual  Silence  keep  ) 
The  Gon  of Jufticc  hold  his  Peace, 
And  let  his  Vengeance  ileep  ? 

Behold,  what  curfed  Snares 

The  Men  of  Mifchief  fpread  : 
The  Men  that  hate  thy  Saints  and  Thee- 

Lift  up  their  threat'ning  Head. 

3  Again  ft  thy  hidden  Ones 

Their  Counfeh  they  employ, 
And  Malice  with  her  watchful  Eye. 
Purfues  them  to  deftroy. 

4  The  Noble  and  the  Bafe  ,    s 

Into  thy  Pafiures  leap  ; 
The   Lion  and  the  flupid   Afs 
Confpire  to  vex  thy  Sheep. 

5  *<  Come,  let  us  join,  they  cry, 

"   To  root  them  from  the  Ground, 
««  Till  not  the  Name  of  Saints  remain, 
41  Nor  Mem'ry  mall  be  found.'"' 

Awake,   Almighty  God* 

And  call   thy.  Wrath  to  mind  ; 
Give  them  like  Forefts  to  the  Fire, 

Or  Stumble  to  the  Wind. 

7  Con- 


PSALM  LXXXIV.  159 

Convince  their  Madnefs,  Lord, 

And  make  tbenTfeek  thy   Name: 
Or  elfe  their  Mub bom  Rage  confound, 

That  they  may  die  in  Shame. 

Then  mall  the  Nations  know 

That  glorious  dreadful   Word, 
jf^bo-vib  is  thy  Name  alone,  ■ 

And  thou  the  Sovereign  Lord. 

Psalm  LXXXIV.  Firft  Part.  Long  Metre. 

The  Pleafure  of  Puhlick  Worjbip* 

HOW  plealant,  how  divinely  fair, 
O  Lord  of  Holts,  thy  Dwellings  are  ! 
With  long  Defire  my  Spirit  faints 
\  To  meet  th*  AfTemblies  of  thy  Saints; 

t  My  Fleih  would  reft  in  thine  Abode, 
i   My  panting  Heart  cries  out  for  God  ; 
My  God  !  my  King  1  why  mould  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  Joys  and  Thee  ? 

»  The  Sparrow  chufes  where  to  reft. 
And  for  her  Young  provides  her  Neft  ; 
But  will  my  God  to  Sparrows  grant, 
That  Pleafure  which  his  Children  want  I 

{.  Bleft  are  the  Saints  who  fit  on  high 
Around  thy  Throne  of  Majefty  ; 
Thy  brigheft  Glories  mine  above, 
And  all  their  Work  is  Praife  and  Love. 

j  Bleft  are  the  Souls  that  find  a  Place 
Within  the  Temple  of  thy  Grace  ; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  Rays, 
And  feek  thy  Face,  and  learn  thy  Praife. 

%  Bleft  are  the  Men  whofe  Hearts  are  fet 
To  find  the  Way  to  Zionh  Gate  ; 
God  is  their  Strength;  and  thro*  the  Road 
T&ey  tean  upott  their  KeJper  God.  7 


ifo         PSALM  LXXXIV. 

7  Chearful  they  walk  with  growing  Strength, 
'Till  all  (hall  meet  in  Heaven  at  length, 
'Till  all  before  thy  Face  appear, 
And  join  in  nobler  Worlhip   there. 

Psalm   LXXXIV.    Second  Part.  Long  Metre. 
GOD  and  his  Church*;   or,  Grace  and  Glory. 

j    y^REAT  God,  attend  while  Zion  fings 
\jf  The  Joy  that  from  thy  Pre  fence   Springs  ; 
To  fpend  one  Day  with  thee  en  Earth       ) 
Exceeds  a  thoufand   Days  of  Mirth. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meaneft  Place 
Within  thy  Houfe,  O  God  of  Grace, 
Not  Tents  of  Eafe,  nor  Thrones   of  Power 
Should  tempt  my  Feet  to   leave  thy  Door. 

3  God  is  our  Sun,  he  makes  our  Day  ; 
God  is  our  Shield,  he  guards  our  Way 
From  all  th*  Affaults   of  Hell  and  Sin, 
Prom  Foes  without  and  Foes  within. 

4  All  needful  Grace  will  God  beftow, 
And  crown  that  Grace  with   Glory  too] 
He   gives  us  all    Things,  and  with-holds 
No  real   Good  from   upright  Souls. 

£  O  God,  our  King,  whofe  fovereign  Sway 
The  glorious  Hoits  of  Heaven  obey, 
And  Devils  at  thy  Prefence  flee, 
Bled  is  the  Man  that  trufts  in  thee. 

Psalm  LXXXIV.    Ver.   i,  4,  2,  3,  10. 

Paraphras'd  in  Common    Metre. 
Delight   in  Ordinances  of  Worjhip  ;  or,  GOD  prsfent 

in  his  Churches. 
1  71  /fY  Soul,  how  lovely  is  the  Place 
JlVA  To  which  thy  God  reforts  \ 
'Tis  Heaven  to  fee  his  fmiling  Face, 

Tho'  in  his  earthly  Courts.  %  Therf 


P  S  A  L  MLXXXIY.  161 

2  There   the  great  Monarch  of  the  Skies 

His    faving  Pow'r  difplays, 
And    Light  breaks  in  upon  our  Eyes, 
With  kind  and  quickning  Rays. 

3  With  his   rich 'Gifts  the  heavenly  Do<ve3 

Defcends  and  fills  the  Place, 
While   Cbrift  reveals  .his  wondrous    Love,    - 
And  fheds   abroad  his   Grace. 

4  There,  mighty   God,   thy  Words  declare 

The  Secrets  of  thy  Will  ; 
And  ftill  we  feek   thy   Mercies  there, 
And  fcng  thy  Praifes  ftill. 

P    A    U    S     E. 

5  My  Heart  and  Flefh  x:ry  -out  for  thee, 

While  far    from  thine  Abode  ; 
When  mall  I  tread  thy  Courts  and  fee 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

6  The  Sparrow  builds  herfelf  a  Neil, 

And  fuffers  no  remove  ; 
O  make  me  like  the    Sparrows,  bleft, 
To  dwell  but  where  I  love. 

7  To  fet  one  Day  beneath  thine   Eye, 

And  hear  thy  gracious  Voice, 
Exceeds  a  whole  Eternity 
,    Employ 'd  in  carnal  Joys. 

■%  Lord,  at  thy   Threfhold   I  would  wait 
While  jefus   is  within, 
Rather    than  fill  a   Throne   of  State, 
Or  live  in   Tents   of  Sin. 

■q  Could  I  command    the  fpacious  Land, 
And  the  more  boundlefs  Sea, 
For  one  bleft  Hour  at  thy  Right-hand 
I'd  £ive  them  both   away. 


1 62  PSALM    LXXXIV. 

Psalm     LXXXIV.     As  the  i48^PfaIm. 
Longing  for  the  Houje  of  GOD. 

1  T    ORD  of  the  Wor1d,s  above, 
JL/  How  pieafant  and  how  fair 
The  Dwellings  of  thy  Love, 
Thy  earthly  Temples  are. 

To  thine  abode 
My  Heart  afpires 
With  warm  Defires 
To  fee   my  God. 

The  Sparrow  for  her  Young  .    , 

2  With  Pleafure  fetks  a  Neil, 
And  wandring  Swallows  long 
To  find  their  wonted  Reft  ; 

My  Spirit  faints 
With  equal  Zeal 
To  rife  and  dwell 
Among  thy  Saints. 

O  happy  Souls  that  pray, 
Where  God  appoints  to  hear  ! 
O  happy  Men  that  pav 

3  Their  conftant  Service  there  \ 

They  praife  thee  itill  ; 
And  happy  they 
That  love  the  Way 
To  Zion's  Hill. 

4  They  go  from  Strength  to  Strength, 
Thro*  Uiis  dark  Vale  of  Tears, 
'Till  each  arrives  at  length, 
'Till  each  in  Heav'n  appears  : 
O  glorious  Seat, 
When  God  our  King 
Shall  thither  bring 
Out  willing  Feel  i 

F  a  u  s  s. 


PSALM  LXXXV.  16'j 

Pause. 

5  To<fpend  one  facred  Day 
Where  God  and  Saints  abide  ; 
Affords  diviner  Joy 

Than  thoufand  Days  befide, 
Where  God  reforts 
I  love  it  more 
To  keep  the  Door 
Than  fliine  in  Courts. 

6  God  is  our  Sun  and  Shield, 
Our  Li^ht  and  our  Defence  ; 
With  Gifts  his  Hands  are  nlt'd, 
We  drew  our  Blemngs  thence  ; 

He  mall  beftow 
On  Jacob's  Race 
Peculiar  Grace 
And  Glory  too. 

7  The  Lord  his  People  loves  ; 
His  Hand  no  Good  with-holds 
From  thofe  his  Heart  approves, 
From  pure  and  pious  Souls  ; 

Thrice  happy   he, 
O   God  of  Hofts, 
Whofe    Spirit    trufts 
Alone   in    thee 

Psalm   LXXXV.   Ver.    i— 8.    Firfi  Part. 

Waiting  for  an  Anf=wer  to  Prayer  ;  or,  Deliverance 

begun   and  compleated. 

1  Y    ORD,  thou  haft  call'd  thy  Grace  to  mind, 
JLy  Thou  haft  revers'd  our  heavy  Doom  : 
So  God  forgave  when  Ifrael  finn'd,     * 

And  brought  his  wandring  Captives  home. 

2  Thou  haft  begun  to  fet  us  free,  I 
And  made  thy  fierceft  Wrath  abate  : 

Now  Jet  our  Heans  be  turn'd  to  thee, 

And  thy  Salvation  be  coropkat,.      H     3  Re- 


TF+ — * F  SAL  M  LXXXV. 

3  Revive  rv.r  dying  Graces,    Lev d. 
And   lee   thy    Saints  in    thee  rejoice  ; 

te  known   thy  Truth,   fulfill   thy   Word:: 
vVc  wait  for  Praife   to  tune  our  Voice. 

4  We  v/ait  to  hear  what  God   will  fay  ; 
He'll  fpeak,  and  give  his  People  Peace  : 
But  let  diem  run  no  more  aitray, 

Leir  his  returning  Wrath  incieafe. 

*P  s    a   l   m  LXXXV.   Ver   9,  fee.   Suon/Part. 
Salvation  by  ChrifL 

I    O  ^fvation  is  f°r  ever  mgh 

^3  ^'^e  Souls  that  fear  and  truft  the  Lord  ; 
And  Grace  defcending  from  on  high 
iFreih  Hopes  of  Glory  mail  afford 

1  Mercy  and  T*uth  on  Earth  are  met, 

Since  Chrift  the  Lord  came  down  from  Heaven  ! 
By  his  Obedience  fo  compleat 
Juftice  is  pleas'd,  and  Peace  is  given. 

3  Now  Truth  and  Honour  mall  abound, 
Religion  dwell  on  Earth  again, 

And  heavenly  Influence  blefs  the  Ground 
In  our  Redeemer's  gentle  Reign. 

4  His  Righteoufnefs  is  gone  before, 
To  give  us  free  Accefs  to  God  ; 

Our  wandering  Feet  fhall  ftray  no  more, 
But  mark  his  Steps,  and  keep  the  Road, 

Psalm     LXXXVX.     Ver.  8—13. 

A  genxral  Song  of  Praife  to  GOD. 

j       A    MONG  the  Princes,  earthly  Gods, 
jt\     There's  none  hath  Power  divine  ; 
Jvior  is  their  Nature,  mighty  Lord, 
Nor  axe  their  Works  like  thine, 

z  The 


P  £  A  L  M  LXXXV11.  165 

.%  The  Nations,  thou  haft  made,  mall  bri««* 
Their  Offerings  round  thy  Throne  ; 
For  thou  alone  doft  wondrous  Things, 
For  thou  art  God  alone. 

3  Lord,  I  would  walk  with  holy  Feet  ; 
Teach  me  thine  heavenly  Ways, 
And  my  poor  fcatter'd  Thoughts  unit* 
In  God  my  Father's  Praife. 

4.  Great  is  thy  Mercy,  and  my  Tongue 
Shall  thofe  fweet  Wonders  tell, 
How  by  thy  Grace  my  finking  Soul 
Rofe  from  the  Deeps  of  Hell. 

Psalm     LXXXVII. 
The  Church  the  .Birth  Place  of  ihe  Saints  ;  or,  Jews  1 
and  Gentiles  united  in  the  Ghriftian  Church. 

1  .A^OD  in  his  earthly  Temple  lays 

Vj"     Foundations  for  his  heavenly  Praife  | 
He  likes  the  Tents  of  Jacob  well, 
But  ftill  in  Zion  loves  to  dwell". 

2  His  Mercy  viiits  every  Houfe 

That  pay  their  Night -and  Morning  Vows*;- 
But  makes  a  more  delightful  Stay 
Where  Churches  meet  to  praife  and  pray. 

3  What  Glories  were  defcrib'd  of  old  I 
What  Wonders  are  of  %ion  tokl  ? 
Thou  City  of  our  God  below, 

Thy  Fame  fnall  Tyre  and  Egypt  know. 

4  Egypt  and  Tyre,  and  Greek  and  Jew, 
Shall  there  begin  their  Lives  anew  ; 
Angels  and  Men  mail  join  to  fing 
The  Hill  where  Living-waters  fpring. 

5  When  God  makes  up  his  laft  Account 
Of  Natives  in  his  holy  Mount, 

a  2  5TwiS 


766        F  S  A  L  M  LXXXIX. 

*TwiH  be  an  Honour  to  appear 

As  one  new-born  or  nourifh'd  there  ! 

9  s   a   lm   LXXXIX,  Firft  Part.   Long  Metre. 
'The  Covenant  made  vuithCbrift ;  or,  The  true  David. 

1    T?OR-  ever  ma^  mY  Song  record 
'    J?      The  Truth  and  Mercy  of  the  Lord  : 
Mercy  and  Truth  for  ever  itand 
Like  Heaven  eftabliih'd  by  his  Hand. 

Z  Thus  to  his  Son  he  fware,  and  faid, 
*«  With  thee  my  Cov'nanr  firft  is  made; 
"  In  thee  mail  dying  Sinners  live  ; 
**  Glory  and  Grace  are  thine  to  give. 

3  «<  Be  thou  my  Prophet,  thou  my  Prieft  ; 
"  Thy  Children  mall  be  ever  bleft  ; 

«  Thou  arx  my  chofen  King:  Thy  Throne 
'«  Shall  Hand  eternal  like  my  own. 

4  "  There's  none  of  all  my  Sons  above 
f*  So  much  my  Image  or  my  Love  ; 
"  Celeftial  Powers  thy  Subje&s  are, 

«<  Then  what  can  Earth  to  thee  compare  ? 

|  "  David,  my  Servant,  whom  I  chofe, 
"  To  guard  my  Flock,  to  crufh  my  Foes, 
"  And  rais'd  him  to  the  Jeivijb  Throne, 
«<  Was  but  a  Shadow  of  my  Son. 

6  Now  let  the  Church  rejoice  and  fing, 
jejus  her  Saviour  and  her  King  : 
Angels  his  heavenly  Wonders  fhow, 
And  Saints  declare  his  Works  below. 

Psalm  LXXXIX.  Firft  Part.  Common  Metre. 
The  Faithfulnefi  of  GOD. 

Y  never-ceafing  Songs  (hall  (how 
The  Mercies  of  the  Lord » 

And 


'M 


P  S  A  L  M    LXXXIX.  167 

And  make  fucceeding   Ages  know 
How   faithful  is  his. Word. 

%  The  facred  Truths  his  Lips  pronounce 
Shall  firm  as    Heaven  endure  ;  . 
And  if  he  fpeak  a  Promife  once, 
Th'  eternal  Grace  is  fure. 

3  How  long  the  Race  of  David  held 

The   promised  Jeivijh  Throne  ! 
But  there's  a  nobler  Covenant  feal'd 
To  Da<vidh  greater  Son. 

4  His  Seed  for  ever  fhall  poiTefs  1 

A  Throne  above  the  Skies  ; 
The  meaneit.  Subject  of  his  Grace 
Shall  to  that  Glory  rife. 

5  Lord  God  of  Hofts,  thy  wondrous  Way* 

Are  fung  by  Saints  above  ; 
And  Saints  on  Earth  their  Honours  raife 

To  thy  unchanging  Love. 
Psalm     LXXXIX.  7,  &e.  Second  Part, 
The  Power  and  M^jtjfy  of  GOD  j.  or,  Reverential 
Wcrjbip. 

1  X  T  7ITH  Reverence  let  the  Saints  appear^ 

YV     And  bow  before  the  Lord, 
His  high  Commands  with  Reverence  hear, 
And  tremble  at  his  Word. 

2  How  terrible  thy  Glories  be  ! 

How  bright  thine  Armies  fhine  ! 
Where  is  the  Power  that  vies  with  thee? 
Or  Truth  compar'd  with  thine  r 

3  The  Northern  Vole  and  Southern  reft 
-.   On  thy  fapporting  Hand  ; 
Darknefs  and  Day  from   Eafl  to  Weft'' 

Move  round  at  thy  Command, 

H3  .4-' Thy 


1 68  PSALM   LXXXIX. 

4  Thy  Words  the  raging  Wind  controul, 
And  rule  the  boillerous  Deep  ; 
Thou  mak'il  the  ileeping  Billows  roll, 
The  rolling  Billows  fleep. 

c  Heaven,  Earth,  and  Air,  and  Sea  are  thine, 
And  the  Dark  World  of  Hell  ; 
How  did  thine  Arm  in  Vengeance  mine 
When  Egypt  durft  rebel  ! 

6  Juftice  and  Judgment  are  thy  Throne, 
Yet  wondrous  is  thy  Grace  : 
Whiie  Truth  and  Merc/  join'd  in  one, 
Invite  us  near  thy  Face. 

Psalm  LXXXIX.   i5,  &c.  Third  Part. 
A  Blejjed  Get/pel. 

j   T>LE3T  are  the  Souls  that  hear  and  know 
J3     ^  ne  Gofpel's  joyful  Sound  ! 
jTeace  fhall  attend  the  Path  they  go, 
And  Light  their  Steps  lurround  . 

2  Their  Joy  fhall  bear  their  Spirits  up 
Thro'  their  Redeemer's  Name  ; 
His  Righteoufnefs  exalts  their  Hope, 
Nor  Satan  dares  condemn. 

k  The  Lord  our  Glory  and  Defence 
Strength  and  Salvation  gives  : 
Jfratl,  thy  King  for  ever  reigns, 
it.y  God  for  ever  iive^. 

?   s    a    L    M      LXXXIX     19,   l5c   Fourth  Part. 
rift'i  Mediatorial  Kingdom  'y  or,  His   di-uine   and 
human  Nature. 
I    TJE^R  what  the  Lord  in  Virion  laid, 
J7X     And  made  his  Mercy  known    : 
*•  sinners,  behold,  your  Help  is  laid 
<J  On  my  Almighty   ion. 

76  2  Behold 


P  S  J  L  M   LXXXDC.         x6a 

*  Behold  the  Man  my  Wifdom  chofe 
Among  your  mortal  Race  : 
His  Head  my  holy  Oil  o'erflows, 
The  Spirit  of  my  Grace, 

3  High  mail  he  reign  on  David's  Throar, 

My  People's  better  King  ; 
My  Arm  mail  beat  his  Rivals  down, 
And  ftill  new  Subjects  bring. 

4  My  Truth  mall  puard  him  in  his  Way 

With  Mercy  by  his  Side, 
While  in  my  Name  thro'  Earth  and  Sea 
He  mall  in  Triumph  ride. 

5  Me  for  his  Father  and  his  God, 

He  (hall  for  ever  own, 
Call  me  his  Rock,  his  high  abode, 
And  I'll  fupport  my  Son. 

6  My  firil-born  Son  array M  in  Grace, 

At  my  Right-hand  mail  in  ; 
Beneath  him  Angeis  know  their  Place, 
And  Monarchs  at  his  Feet. 

7  My  Covenant  Hands  for  ever  fait, 

My  Promifes  are  ilrong  ; 
Firm  as  the  Heavens  his  Throne  mall  laft, 
His  Seed  endure   as  long. 

P  s   a  l   m     LXXXIX.      30,  tfc.Fifth  Part. 
^he  Covenant  of  Grace  unchangeable  j  or,  Affiifiiot 

'without  Rejection. 
I    T7ET  (frith  the  Lord)  if  Dauia%  Race,  I 
The  Childi en  of  my  Son, 
Snould  break  my  Laws,  abufe  my  Grace/ 
And  tempt  mine  Anger  dcwn. 

2  Their  Sins  I'll  vifit  with  the  Rod, 
And  make    their  Folly  {"mart  ; 

H  4  Bd 


j;o.       PSALM   LXXXIX. 

But  T'H  nnt  ceafe  to  be  their  God, 
Nor  from  my  Truth  depart. 

3  My  Cov'nant  I  will  ne'er  revoke, 

But  keep  my  Grrxe  in  Mind  j 
And  what  eternal   Love  hath  fpoke, 
Eternal  Truth  fhall  bind. 

4  Once  have  I  fworn,   (I  need  no  more) 

And  pledg'd  my   Holinefs, 

To  feal    the  facre.d  Promiie  fare 

To  David  and   his*  Race. 

5  The  Sun  fhall  fee  his   Offspring  rife 

And   fpread    from    Sea  to  Sea, 
Long  as  he   travels   round  the  Skies 
To  give   the   Nations  Day. 

6  Sure  as   the  Moon  that  rules    the  Night 

His   Kingdom  (hall   endure, 
Till   the  fix'd  Laws  of  Shade  and  Light 
Shall  be  obferv'd  no  more. 

?  3  a  l  m    LXXXIX.    47,  &c.     Sixth  Part. 
Long  Metre. 

Mortality,   and  Hop*, 
A  Funeral  Pfalm. 

I   T2  ^MEMBER,   Lord,    our  Mortal  State,. 
XV  How  frail   our  Life,  how  fhort  the  Date  \ 
Where   is  the  Man  that  draws  his    Breath 
Safe   from  Difeafe,  fecure  from  Death  ? 

.%  Lord,  while  we  fee  whole  Nations  die, 
Our  Flefh   and  Senfe  repine  and  cry, 
•«  Mult  Death  for  ever  rage  and  reign  ! 
"  Or  haft  thou  made  Mankind  in  vain  ?  n 

3  Where  is   thy  Promife  to  the  Juft  ? 
Are  not  thy  Servants  turn'd  so  Dull  i 


PS  A  L  M  LXXXIX.  171 

But  Faith  forbids  thefe  mournful  Sighsj  - 
And  fees  the  Heeping  Dull  arife. 

4  That  glorious  Hour,  that   dreadful   Day 
Wipes  the  Reproach  of  Saints  away, 
And   clears   the  Honour  of  thy  Word*: 
Awake  our  Souls,  and  blefs  the  Lord. 

P  s  a   l  m  LXXXIX.  47,  &c.  Loft  Tart.  As  the 
\\$th  Pfalm. 
Life,  Death,  and  the  RefurreSikn, 

1  *  1  ^HINK,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  Man  ;- 
JL     How  few  his  Hours  !  how  fhort  his  Span  I 
Short  from  the  Cradle  to  the  Grave  : 
Who  can  fecure  his  vital  Breath 
Again!!  the  bold  Demands  of  Death 
With  Skill  to  fly,  or  Power  to  fave  ?  : 

2 .Lord,  fhall  it  be  for  ever   faid, 
'*  The  Race  of  Man  was  only  made 

"  For  Sicknefs,  Sorrow,  and  the  Duft ''? 
Are   not  thy  Servants  Day  by  Day 
Sent  to  their  Graves,  and  turn'd  to  Clay  ? 
Lord  where's  thy  Kindnefs  to  the  Juit  £  r 

3  Haft  thou  not  promis'd  to  thy  Son,  . 
And  all  hissSeed  a  heavenly  Crown? 

But.  Flefh  and  Senfe  indulge  Defpairs  ; 
For  ever  blelTed  be  the  Lord, 
That   Faith  can  read  his  holy  Word*  . 

And  find  a  Refurrection  there. 

4.  :For  ever  bleffed  be  the  Lord,  . 

Who  gives  his   Saints  a  long   Reward," 

For  all  their  Toil,  Reproach  and  Paia 
Let  all  below,   and  all  above, 
]oir  to  proclaim  thy  wondrous  Love, 
Atii  «a«h  repeat  their  loud  4men. 

H  5  >  F  9-  ft  t  -& 


*J2  PSALM   XC 

Psalm  XC.     Long  Metre. 

Man    Mortal,  anf  GOD    Eternal. 

A  Mournful  Song  at  a  Funeral. 

I    '  1  ^HRO'  every  Ape,   eternal   God, 

\l      Thou  art  our  Reft  our  fafe   abode  : 
High  wa>  thy  Throne    e'er  Heaven  was  made., 
Or  Earth  thy  humble  Foot-ftool   laid. 

i  Long   had'ir.  thau  reign'd  e'er  Time   began, 
Or  Dull  was  fafhion'd  to    a  Man  ; 
And   long   thy    Kingdom  fhall  endure 
When  Earth  and    Time   lhafl  be   no  more* 

3  But  Man,   weak   Man,  is  born  to   die, 
Made   up  of    <juilt    and    Vanity  : 
Thy  dreadful    Sentence  Lord,  was  juhV 
\*  Return,  ye  Sinners,    to  your  Duji." 

■  4   [A   thoufand  of  our  Years  amount 

roe  to  a  Day  in  thine  Account, 
ke  Yefterday's  departed   Light  ; 
he  lafl  Watch  of  ending  Night. 

?    A    V     S    E\ 

B  Death,  like  an  overflowing  Stream, 
Sweeps   us  away  ;  our   Lift's  a  Dream  : 
An  empty  Tale;   a  Morning  Flow'r 
Cat  down  and  wither'd  in  an  Hour. 

■  3  ).r  Age  to  feventy  Years  is  fet  ; 

■    H  >w  fhort  the  Time  !   how  frail  the  State  I 
And  if  to  Eighty  we  arrive, 
We  rather  figh  and  groan,  than  live. 

5ut  O  how  oft  thy  Wrath  appears, 
■And  cuts  of  our  expe&ed  Years!  . 
Thy  Wrath  awakes  our  humble  Dread  : 
.-  fear  that  Fo-wer  that  £rikcs  u-s  dead.} 

8  Teach 


PSALM  XC.  173 

8  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  how  frail  is  Man  ; 
And  kindly  lengthen  out  our  Span, 
'Till  a  wife  Care  of  Piety 
Fit  us  to  die,  and  dwell  with  Thee. 

Psalm  XG.  1--5.  Firft  Part.  Common  Metre. 

Man  frail,  and  GOD   eternal. 

1  /^UR  God,  our  Help  in  Ages  pall, 
\^J  .  Our  Hope  for  Years  to  come, 
Our  Shelter  from  the  ftormy  Blaft, 

And  our  eternal  Home. 

2  Under  the  Shadow  of  thy  Throne 

Thy  Saint?  have  dwelt  fecure  5   . 
Sufficient  is  thine  Arm  alone, 
And  our  .Defence  is  fare, 

3  Before  the  Hills  in  order  ftood> 

Or  Earth  received  her  Frame, 
From  Everlafting  thou  art  Goi>, 
To  endlefs  Years  the  fame. 

4-  Thy  Word  commands  our  Flefh  to  Duii/, 
Return  ye  Sons  of  Men  ; 
All  Nations  rofe  from  Earth  at  firft, 
And  turn  to  Earth  again. 

•5  A  thoufand.  Ages  in  thy  Sight 
Are  like  an  Evening  gone  ; 
Short  as  the  Watch  that  ends  the  Niglit" 
Before  the  rifing  Sun. 

6  [The  bufy  Tribes  ofFlem  and  Blood 
With   all  their  Lives   and  Cares 
Are  carried   downwards    by   the  Flood, 
And  loll  in  following  Years, 

Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  Stream 
ffoafti  ail  its .  Sons  ,ayyay  j 


174  P  S  'A  L  M    XC 

They  ity,  forgotten,  as  a  Dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  Day. 

3  Like  flow'ry  Fields  the  Nations  Hand 
Pieas'd-  with  the  Morning  Lieht  ; 
The  Flowers  beneath  the  Mower's  Hand' 
Lie  withering  e'er  'tis  Night.] 

9  Our  God,  our  Help  in  Ages  paft, 
Our  Hope  for  Years  to  come,. 
Be  thoa  our  Guard  while  Troubles  laft, 
And  our  eternal  Home. 

Psalm.  XC.   8,  n,  2,  10    12-.     Sec»nd  Part. 

Common  Metre. 

Infirmities  and  Mortality  the  Effed  of  Sin  ;   or,  Life* 

eld  Age,   and  Preparation  for  Death. 
1    T    ORD,  if  thine  Eyes  furvey  our  Faults, 
JL/     And  Justice  grows  fevere, 
Thy  dreadful   Wrath  exceeds  our  Thoughts, 
And  burns  beyond  our  Fear. 

■2  Thine  An?er  turns  our  Frame  to  Dull  ; 
By  one  Offence  to  thee,. 
Adan,  with  all  his  Sons.,  have  left. 
Their  Immortality. 

3,  Life,  like  a  vain  Amufement  flies>. 
A   Fable  or  a  Song  ; 
-By  fvvift  Degrees  our  Nature  dies, 
Nor  can  our  joys  be  long. 

4  'Tis  bur  a  few  whofe  Days  amount- 
To  threefcore  Years  and  ten  ; 
And  all  beyond  that  fhort  Account 
Is  Sorrow,  Toil,  and  iJain. 

j   [Our  Vitals  wi'h  laborious  Strife 

Bear  up  the  crazy  Load, 
;    .And  drag  thofe  pec:   Remaiiw  of  Life 

Along  ths  tirefome  Koa<t]  6  Afr 


F  S  A  L  M    XCI  if$ 

6  Almighty  God,  reveal  thy  Love, 

And  not  thy  Wrath  alone  : 

0  let  our  fweet  Experience  prove 
The  Mercies  of  thy  Throne. 

7  Our  Souls  would  learn  the  heavenly  Art 

T*  improve  the  Hours  we  have, 
That  we  may  a£t  the  wifer  Part, 
And  live  beyond  the  Grave. 

Psalm  XC.  Ver.  13,  &c.  Third  Part.  Com,  Metre, 

Breathing  after  HeaiH?i. 
1,  Ty  Eturn,  O  God  of  Love  return  ; 
j£\^     Earth  is  a  tirefome  Place: 
How  long,  fh9.ll  we  thy  Children  mourn. 
Our  Abfence  from  thy  Face  ? 

a  Let  Heaven  fucceed  our  painful  Years., 
Let  Sin  and  Sorrow  ceafe, 
And  in  Proportion  to   our  Tears , 
So  make  our  Joys  increafe. 

3.  Thy  Wonders  to  thy  Servant  mow, 
Make  thy  own  Work  compleat  ; 
Then  mail  our  Souls  thy  Giory  know,, 
And  own  thy  Love  w^is  great. 

^  Then  mall  we,  mine  before  thy  Throae- 
In  all  thy  Beauty,   Lord  ;. 
And  the  poor  Service  we  have  dene 
Meet  a  divine  Reward. 

Bs'almJC.  Ver.  5,   ie,   12.     Short  Metre* 

The  Frailty  %  and  Short  mfs  of  Life* 

1    1  "    ORD,  what  a  feeble  Piece 

1  j     Is   this  our  mortal  Frame  ? 
Qur  Life  how  poor  a  Trifle  'tis,  - 

That  fearce  defexvss  she.  Name  ! 

2-AlaV 


'76'  PSALM   XCI. 

2  Alas,    the  brittle   Clay 

That    built   for   Body  firft  ! 
And    every    Month    and  every  Day  ■ 
'Tis  mould'rag  back  to  Duit. 

3  Our   Moments   fly   apace, 

Nor  will  our    Minutes  flay  : 
Juil  like  a   Flood  our    hafty   Day*  . 
Are  fweeping   us  away. 

4  Well,   if  our   Days    muft   fly, 

We'll   keep  their  End   in  n>ht, 
We'll  fpend.  them  all  in   Wifdom's   Way,   . 
And  let  them   fpeed   their   Flights 

5  They'll   waft   us   fooner  o'er 

.  This  Life's  Tempeftuous   Sea  ; 
Soon  we   lhall  reach  the  peaceful   Shore 
Of  bieft   Eternity. 

Psalm    XCI.   1--7.  Firjt   Part, 
Safety  in  publick   Difeajes  ard  Dangers. 

1  T  YE    that  hath  made   his    Refuge  God, 
X  JL   Shall  find  a  molt  fecure   abode  ; 
brrali    walk  all    Day   beneath    his  Shade, 
And    there  at  Night   mail  reft   his    Head. 

2  Then  will  I  fay,  «.*  My  God,  thy  Power 
'*  Shall  be  my  Fortrefs  and  my  Tower: 
•*  I  that  am  fcrm'd  of  feeble    Duft 

"  Make  thine  Almighty  Arm  my  Truft." 

3  Thrice  happy  Man  !    Thy   Maker's    Care 
Shall  keep  thee   from    the  Fowler's  Snare  ;. 
Satan   the  Fowler,  v/ho   betrays 
Unguarded  Souls  a   thoufand   Ways. 

4  Juil   as  a    Hen  protects  her  Erood, 

From  Birds    of  Prey  that   feek  their    BiooJ^ 

Under  her  Feathers,  (o  the   Lord 

Makes  his  own  Arsi   his  People's  Guard. 

5  v 


PS  A  L  M    XCL  177 

er  If  burning  Be^ms  of  Noon  confpire 
To  dart  a  pefiilential  Fire  ; 
God  is  their  Life,  his   Wings  are  fpread 
To  ihield  them  with  an  healthful  Shade. 

6  If  Vapours  with  malignant  Breath 

Rife  thick,   and  fcatter  Midnight  Death, 
Ijrael  is  fafe  :   The  poifoned  Air 
Grows  pure,  if  Israel's  God,  be  there. 

F  a   u   s'  E. 

7  What  though  a  thoufand  at  thy  Sid?, 
At  thy  Right-Hand  ten  thoufand  dy'd, 
Thy  God  his  chofen  People  laves 
Amongft  the  Dead,  amiait  the  Graves. 

8  So  when  he  fent  his  An;rel  down 
To  make  his  Wrath  in  Egypt  known, 
And  flew  their  Sons;  his  careful  Eye 
Pall  ail  the  Doors  of  Jacob  by. 

9  But  if  the  Fire,  or  Plague,  or  Sword, 
Receive  Commiflion  from  the   Lord, 
To  flrike  his  Saints  among  the  reft, 
Their  very  Pains  and  Deaths  are  bleft. 

I©  The  Sword,   the  Pefliience,  or  Fire, 
Shall  but  fulfil  their  beft  Defire  ;- 
From  Sins  and  Sorrows  {et  them  free, 
And  bring  thy  Children,  Lord,  to  thee. 

Psalm     XCL  9—16.     Second  Part. 

Protection  from  Death,  Guard  of  Angels,  Viclory  and 
Deliverance. 

J"?.  Sons  of  Men,  a  feeble  Race, 

Evpos'd  to  every  Snare, 
Come    make  the  Lord  your  Dwelling-place, 
And  try,  and  trull  his  Care. 

2  No 


PSALM  XCII. 

2:  No  111  mall  enter  where  you    dwell ; 
Or  if  the  Plague  come  nigh, 
And  ftveep  the  Wicked    down   to  He^l, . 
'Twill  raife  the  Saints  on  high. 

3  He'll   give   hi«   Angels  Charge  to  keep 
Your  Feet  in  all  their  Ways  ; 
To   Watch  your  Pillow. while  you  fleep, . 
And    guard   your   happy   Days. 

4,  Their  Hands  fhall  bear  you,   leafl  you  fall  I 

And   daih  againft  the  Stones  : 
Are  they  not  Servants  at  his  Call*  . 
And  fent  t'  attend  his  Sons  ? 

5,  Adders  and  Lions  ye  fhall  tread ; 

The  Tempters  Wiles   defeat  : 
He  that  hath  broke  the  Serpent's  Head 
Puts  him  beneath  your  Feet. 

6  "  Becaufe  on  me  they  fet   their   Love> , 

"  I'll   fave  them,   (faith  the  Lord), 
"  I'll  bear  their  joyful  Souls   above. 
"  Deftruction  and    the  Sword. 

7  "  My  Grace  fhall   arrfwer  uhen  they  call  ; ; 

"    In    Trouble  I'll  be  nigh  : 
"  My  Power  fhall  help  them  when  they  fall,  , 
"  And  raife  them  when  they  die. 

S  '«  Thofe  that  on  Earth -my  Name  have  known* 
'rI*ll   honour  them  in  He*ven  ; 
u  There  my    Salvation   fhall  be  fhown,  , 
**  And  endlefs  Life  be  given." 
Psalm    XCII.   Firft  Part. 
A  Pjalm  for.    the  Lord's  Day. 

j    QWEET  is  the  Work,   my    God,  my  King9 
O  To  praife  thy  Name,  give  Thanks  and  fing$> 
To  fhew  thy    Love  by  Morning-light, 
Aad  talk  of  all  thy  Tiuth  at  Night*- 


PSALM    XCII.  179 

2  Sweet  is  the  Day  of  {acred  Reft, 

No  mortal  Cares  lhall  feize  my  Breaft, 
0  may  my  Heart  In  Tune  be  found 
Like  David's  Harp  of  folemn  Sound  ! 

3  My  Heart  mall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 

And  Blefs  his  Works,  and  blefs  his  Word  5 
Thy  Works  of  Grace  how  bright  they  mine ! 
How  deep  thy  Counfels  !  how  divine  I 

4  Fools  never  raife  their  Thoughts  fo  high  ; 
Like  Brutes  they  live,  like  Brutes  they  die  3 
Like  Grafs  they  flourish,  'till  thy  Breath 
Blaft  them  in  everlafting  Death. 

5  But  I  mall  fhare  a  glorious  Part 

When  Grace  hath  well  refin'd  my  Heart* 
And  freih  Supplies  of  Joy  are  fried 
Like  holy  Oil  to  chear  my  Head, 

6  Sin  (my  worii  Enemy  before) 

Shall  vex  my  Eyes  and  Ears  no  more : 
My  inward  feoes  ihall  all  be  flain* 
INfor  Satan  break  my  Peace  again. 

1  Then  (hail  I  fee  and  hear  and  know 
All  I  deiir'd  or  wifh'd  below  ; 

And  every  Power  iind  fweet  Employ 
In  that  eternal  World  of  joy. 

P-salm     XCII.  Ver.    12,  &c.     Stem d Part. 
The  Church  is  the  Garden  of  GOD„ 
3    T    ORD,  'tis  a  pleafant  Thing  to  iiand 
1  j  In  Gardens  planted  by  thine  Hand  ; 
Let  me  within  thy  Courts  be  fe.en 
Like  a  young  Cedar,  frelh  and  green. 

2  There  grow  thy  Saints  in  Faith  and  Love, 
Bleit  with  thine  Influence  from  above  J 
N.,'   Lehamn  with  all  its  Trees 

Yields  fu.ch  a  comely  Sight  as  thefe,  3  Ths 


*3o  P  S  A  L   M  XCI1E 

3  The  Plants  of  Grace  (hall  ever  Jive  ; 
(Nature  decays,  but  Grace  meft  thrive) 
Time,  that  doth  ail  Things  elfe  impair, . 
Still  makes  them  flourifh  urong  and  fair. 

4  Laden  with  Fruits  of  Age  they  fhew, 
The  Lord  is  holy,  juft,  and  true  ; 
None  that  attend  his  Gates  fhall  find 
A  God  unfaithful  or  unkind. 

Psalm  XCIII.  ill  Mf  tre.  As  the  iooth  Tfahn. 

'The  Eternal  and  Sovereign  GOD. 
j  TE'HOFJH  reigns  :  He  dwells  in  Light, 
J      Girded  with  Majefty  and  Might   : 
ihe  World  created   by  his  Hands 
Sail  on  its  firft  Foundation  (lands. 

2  But  e'er  this  fpacious  World  was  made,  . 
Or  had  its  firft  Foundation  laid, 

Thy  Throne  eternal  Ages  flood,  . 
Thy  Self  the  ever-living  God. 

3  Like  Floods  the  angry  Nations  rife, 
And  aim  their  Rage  againit  the  Skies  ; 
Vain  Flood*,  that  aim   their  Rage  lo  high  !  . 
At  thy  Rebuke  the  Billows  die. 

4  For  ever  mall  thy  Throne  endure  ; 
Thy  Proir.ife  ftands  for  ever  fure  j 
And  everlaftmg  Holincfs 

Becomes  :he  Dwellings  cf  thy  Grace. 
P  s  a  l  m  XCIII.  ad  Metre.  As  the  old  $otb  PfaL 

1  r-r\  HE  Lord  of  Glory  reigns,he  reigns  on  high  ; 
His  Robes  of  State  are  Strength  and  Majelly  : 
Ihis  wide  Creation  rofe  at  his  Command, 
Built  by  his  Word,  and    'flablofh'd  by  his  Hand. 
Longiiood  his  Throne  e'er  he  began  Creation, 
And  his  own  Godhead  is  the  him  Foundation. 

2   God 


-    P  S  A  L  M    XCIII.  181 

2  God  is  th'  eternal  King-.     Thy  Foes  in  vain 
Ru.k  their  Rebellions  to  confound  thy  Reign  : 
In  vain,  the  Storms  ;  in  vain  the  Floods  arife, 
And  roar,  and  tofs  theirWaves  againft  the  Skies; 
FoamingatHeaven  they  rage  with  wildCommotron 
ButHeaven's  high  Arches  fcorn  the  fwellingOcean. 

3  Ye  Tempefts  rage  no  more  ;  Ye  Floods  be  ftill, 
And  the  mad.  World  fubmiffiye  to  hia  Will  : 
Built  on  his  Truth  his  Church     mull  ever  Hand  ; 
Firm  are  his  Promises,  and  itrong  his  Hand  ; 
See  his  own  Sons,  when  they  appear  before  him, 
Bow  at  his  Foot-ftooi,  and  with.  Fear  adore  him, 

Psalm     XCIII.     yd  Metre, 
As  the  Old  izzd  Pfalm. 

1  >"~r"\HE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 

jt      And  royal  State  maintains, 
His  Head  with  awful  Glories  crown'd  j.- 

Array'd  in  Robes  of  Light, 

Begirt  wich  fovereign  Might, 
And  Rays  of  Majefty  around. 

2  Upheld  by  thy  Commands 

The   World  fecurely  ftands  ; 
And  Skies  and  Stars  obsy   thy   Word  :. 

Thy   Throne  was  fix'd  on  high 

Berore  the  itarry  Sky  ; 
EternaLis  thy  Kingdom,  Lord. 

3  In  vain  the  noify  Croud, 

Like  Biiiows  rierce  and  loud, 
Agaiiui  thine  Empire  rage  and  roar  ; 

In  vain  witn  angry    Spite 

The  iuriy  Nations  fight, 
And  daih  like  Waves  again.il  the  Shore. 


i82  PSALM    XCIV, 

4  Let  Floods  and  Nations  rage, 

And  all  their  Powers  engage, 
Let  fwelling  Tides  affault  the  Sky  ; 

The  Terrors  of  thy  Frown 

Sha1.!  beat  their  Madnefs  down  ; 
Thy  Throne  for  ever  Hands  on  high. 

5  Thy  Promifes  are  true, 

Thy  Grace  is  ever  new, 
There  ftx'd  thy  Church  fhall  ne'er  remove  ; 

Thy  Saints  with  holy  Fear 

Shall  in  thy  Court?   appear, 

And  fing  thine  ever'afting  Love. 

Repeat  the  fourth  Stanza  to  ccmpleat  the  Tune, 

Psalm  XCIV.   i,  2,  7,-14.     Firft  Part, 

Saints  chajlijedy  and  Sinners  dsftroyed  ',  or,  Injirufiiv* 
Ajjlictions. 

1  /"X  GOD  !  to  whom  Revenge  belongs, 
\J     Proclaim  thy  Wrath  aloud  ; 

Let  fovereign  Power  redrefs  our  Wrongs* 
Let  Juitice  fmite  the  Proud. 

2  They  fay,  "  The  lord  nor  fees  nor  hears ; 

,When  will  the  Fools  be  wife  ? 
Can  he  be  deaf,  who  form'd  their  Ears  ? 
Or  biind,  who  made  their  Eyes  ? 

3  He  knows  their  impious  Thoughts  are  vain, 

And  they  lhall  feel  his  Power  : 
Kis  Wraih  mall  pierce  their  Souls  with  Pain 
In  fome  furprizing   Hour. 

4  But  if  thy  Saints  deferve  Rebuke, 

Thou  halt  a  gentler  Rod  ; 
Thy  Providences  and  thy  Book 

bhall  make  ihcm  know  their  God. 

5  Blcft 


PSALM    XCIV  183 

I  Eleft  is  the  Man  thy  Hands  chaftife, 
And    to  his   Duty  draw  ; 
Thy  Scourges  make  thy  Children  wife. 
When    they  forget  thy  Law. 

6  But  God  will  ne'er  call  off  his  Saints, 
Nor  his  own  Promife    break  ; 
He  pardons  his  Inheritance 
For  their  Redeemer's  Sake. 

Psalm    XCIV.  Ver,  16--23.   Second  Part. 
GOD  our  Support  and  Comfort  ;  or,  Deliverance  from 

Temptation  and  Perfecution. 

1  XX/^Q  wiU  arife  and  plead  my  Right 

VV     Againft   my   numerons  Foes, 
While  Earth  and  Hell  their  Force  unite, 
And  all  my  Hopes  oppofe. 

2  Had  not  the  Lord,  my  Rock,  my  Help, 

Suftain'd  my  fainting  Head, 
My  Life  had  now  in  Silence    dwelt, 
My  Soul  amorgil  the   Dead. 

3  Alas  !  my  Hiding  Feet  !  I  cry'd, 

Thy   Promife  was  my  Prop ; 
Thy  Grace  flood  conflant  by  my  Side, 

Thy  Spirit  bore  me  up. 

» 

4  While  Multitudes  of  mournful  Thoughts 

Within  my  Bofom  roL, 
Thy  boundlefs  Love  foi gives  my  Faults, 
Thy  Comforts  chear  my  Soui. 

I  Pow'rs  of  Iniquity  may  rife, 
And  frame  pernicious  Laws  ; 
But  God    my  Refnge  rules  the  Skies, 
He   will  defend  my  Caufe. 

6  Let  Malice  vent  her  Rage  aloud, 

Let  held  Blalphemsrs  feoff  5  The 


18.4  r  *>   A  L,  M    ALV. 

The  Lord  our  God  fhill  judge   the  Proud, 
And  cut  the   Sinners    off. 

Psalm  XCV.     Common  Metre. 
A  P/alm  before  Prayer. 
•I    QING    to  the   Lord,    Jehovah's  Name, 
^5   And  in    his   Strength  rejoice  ; 
When   his    Salvation  is    our  Theme, 
Exalted  be  our  Voice. 

2  With   Thanks  approach  his  awful  Sight, 

And  Pfalms  of  Honour  frng  ; 
The  Lord's  a  God  of  boundlefs   Might, 
The   whole  Creation's    King. 

3  Let   Princes  hear,  let  Angels  know, 

How  mean  their  Nature  feem, 
Thofe   Gods  on   high,   and   Gods   below, 
When  once   compar'd   with  Him. 

4  Eafcth  with  its   Caverns  dark  and   deep, 

Lies  in   his  fpacious  Hand  ; 
He  hVd  the  Seas   what  Bounds  to  keep, 
And  where  the   Hills  mull  ftand. 

5  Come,  and  with  humble  Souls   adore, 

Come,  kneel  before  his  Face  ; 
O   may   the  Creatures  of  his   Pow'r 
Be  ChiMren  of  his   Grace  ! 

6  Now  is  the  Time,  he  bends  his  Ear, 

And  waits  for  your  Requeit  ; 
Come,  leaft  he  rouze  his  Wrath,  and  fwear, 
"  r*  Jhall  not  fee  my   Reft. 

Psalm    XCV.    Short  Metre. 
A  Pfalm  before  Sermon. 

I    A^OME,  found  his  Praife  abroad,. 
V^  And   Hymns   of  Glory  fmg  : 
Jehovah   is  the  fovereign  God, 

The  imiverfal  King.  2  He 


PSALM  XCV.  .  1:85 

He  form'd  the  Deeps  unknown  : 

He  ?ave    the  Seas  their  Bound; 
The  vvatry    Worlds  are  all  his  own,, 

And  all  the    folid  Ground. 

j  Come,  worfhip  at  his  Throne, 
Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 
We  are  his   Works,   and  not  our  own:; 
'He  formM  us  by  his  Word. 

To  Day  attend  his  Voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  Rod  ; 
Come,  like  the  People  of  his  Choice, 

And  own  your  gracious  God. 

But  if  your  Ears  refufe 

The  Language  of  his  Grace, 
And  Hearts  grow  hard  like  ft ubborn  Jews, 

That  unbelieving  Race; 

5  The  Lord  in  Vengeance  dreft 
Will  lift  his  Hand,  and  fwear, 
-«*  You  thaf  defpife  my  promised  Reft, 
-<e  Shall  have  no  Portion  there." 

Psalm  XCV.  r,  2,  3,  6---11.  Long-Metre, 

Canaan  loft  thro*  Unbelief ';  or  a  Warning  to  delay- 
ing  Sinners. 

i   Z^lOME,  let  our  Voices  join  to  raife 
V_>  A  facred  Song  of  folemn  Praife  .• 
God  is  a  fovereign  King ;  rehearfe 
His  Honour  in  exalted  Verfe. 

Come,  let  our  Souls  addrefs  the  Lord, 
Who  Fram'd  our  Natures  with  his  Word, 
He  is  our  Shepherd  ;  we  the  Sheep 
His  Mercy  chofe,  his  Pail  ares  keep. 

3  Come,  let  us  hear  his  Voice  to-dayj, 

The  Ccunieis  of  his  Love  obey,  Nor 


i86  PSALM   XCVL 

Nor  let  our  hardned  Hearts  renew 

The  Sins  and  Plagues  that   I/rael  knew, 

4  Ifrael,  that  faw  his  Works  of  Grace 
Yet  tempt  their  Maker  to  his  Face  ; 
A  faithlefs  unbelieving  Brood, 

That  tir'd  the  Patience  of  their  God. 

5  Thus  faith  the  Lord,  "  How  falje  they  prove  ! 
"  Forget  my   Ponver  ;   abuje  my  Love  ; 

'*  Since  they  defpife  my  Reft,   I  J'iveart' 
"  Their  Feet  jh  all  never  enter  there" 

€   [Look  back,  my  Soul,  with  holy  Dread, 
And  view   thofe  ancient  Rebels  dead; 
Attend  the  cffer'd   Grace  to  Day, 
Nor  lofe  the  Bleflings  by    Delay. 

7  Seize  the  kind  Promife  while  it  waits, 
And  march  to  Zion\  heavenly  Gates  ; 
Believe,  and  take  the  promis'd  Reft  ; 
Obey,  and  be  forever  blefl] 

Psalm    XCVL,  i,  io,  iffc.  Common  Metre. 
Christ's  jirji  and  fecond  Coming. 

I    OING  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  Lands, 
i^  Ye  Tribes  of  every  Tongue  ; 
His  new-difcover'd  Grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  Song. 

j   Say  to  the  Nations,  Jefus  reigns, 
God's   own  Almighty  Son  ; 
His  Power  the  finking  World  fuftains, 
And  Grace  furrounds  his  Throne. 

3  Let  Heaven  proclaim   the  joyful  Day, 
Joy  through  the  Earth  be  feen  ; 
Let  Cities  mine  in   bright  Array, 
And  fields  in  chearful  Green. 

4  Lit 


PS  A  L  M   XCVL  187 

4  Let  an  unufual  Joy  furprize 

The  Hands  of  the  Sea  : 
Ye  Mountains-  fink,  ye  Valleys  rife, 
Prepare  the  Lord  his  Way, 

5  Behold  he  comes,  he  comes  to  blefs 

The  Nations  as  their  God  ; 
To  fhew  the  World  his  Righteoufnefs, 
And  fend  his  Truth  abroad  , 

p».  But  when  his  Voice  mail  raife  the  Dead, 
And  bid  the  World  draw  near, 
How  will  the  guilty  Nations  dread, 
To  fee  their  Judge  appear  ? 

Psalm     XCVL     As  the  113^  Pfalm. 

The  COD  of  the  Gentiles. 

j    )  '    ET  all  the  Earth  their  Voiced  raife, 
1  j  To  iing  the  choiceft  Pfalm  of  Praife, 

To  fing  and  blefs  Jehovah's  Name  : 
His  Glory  let  the  Heathens  know, 
His  Wonders  to  the  Nations  mow, 
•   And  all  his  faving  Works  proclaim, 

2  The  Heathens  know  thy  Glory,  Lord  ; 
The  wond'ring  Nations  read  thy  Word, 

-Httr&XJif-kti  fr^ehovah  known  :  ^ 
Our  Worihip  lhall  no  more  be  paid 
To  Gods  which  mortal  Hands  have  made ; 
Our  Maker  is  our  God  alone. 

3  He  fram'd  the  Globe,  he  built  the  Sky, 
He  made  the  mining  Worlds  on  high, 

And  reigns  compleat  in  Glory  vthere  1 
His  Beams  are  Majefty  and  Light ; 
His  Beauties  how  divinely  bright  1 

His  Temple  how  divinely  fair  ! 

I  4  Come 


i^tt^®4^**   *-**" 


1S8  P  S  A  L  M  XCVII. 

4,4  ComeJ  the  great  Dav,  the  glorious  Hour, 
Whcr.  Eirth  lhall  feel   his.  faving  Power, 

And   barbarous  Nations  fear  his    Name  : 
"Then  {hail  the  Race    of  Men  confefs 
The    Beaury  of  his   Hoiinefs, 

And  in  his  Couitshis   Grace  proclaim. 

P   S    A    L    M    XCVII.     1  —  5.     FirJiPart. 
vChrift   reigning  in  Heaven,  and dming  to  'Judgment. 

j  1    TTE   rei?ns  ;  the  Lord,   the  Saviour  regns  \ 

X  A  Praife  him  in  evangelic  Strains  : 
Xet  the  whole  Earth  in  Songs  rejoice, 
And   diftant  Iflands  join  their  Voice. 

3  Deep  are  his  Counfels  and    unknown  ; 
Uut    Grace  and  Truth  fupport   his  Throne  : 
Tho'   gloomy  Clouds  his  Way  furround  : 
'  Juftice  is   their  eternal  *  Ground. 

,,'g    In   Robes  of  Judgment,  lo,  he  comes, 

Shakes  the  wide  Earth,  and  cleaves  the  Tombs ; 
Before  him  burns  devouring  Fire, 
The~  Mountains  melt,  the  Seas   retire. 

^4  His  Enemies  with  fore  Difmay, 

Fly  from  the   Sight,  and  fhun  the  Day; 
Then  lift  your  Heads,  ye  Saints,  on  high, 
And  fmg,  for  your  ^Redemption's  ni^h. 
Psalm    XCVII.   6—9.     Second  Part. 
Chrift'j  Incarnation. 
*J  /T>HE  LORD  is  come  ;  the  Heavens  proclaim 
JL      Hi<  Birth;   the  Nations  learn  his  Name; 
An   unknown  Star  direcls  the  Road 
Of  Eajiern  Sages  to  their  God. 

2  All  ye  bright  Armies  of  the  Skies, 
Go,    worfhip  where  the  Saviour   lies  : 
Angels   and  Kings  before  him  bow, 
Thofo  Godson  htah,  and  Gods  below.  3 


PSALM  XCVII.  189 

3  Let  Idols  totter  to  the  Ground, 

And  their  own  Worfhippers  confound  : 

But   Judah  fhout,   but  Zion   Zing, 

And  Earth  confefs  her  fovereign  King. 

Psalm     XCVII-    Third  Part. 
Grace  and  Glory. 

1  'T'^H'  Almighty  reigns  exalted  high 

X  O'er  all  the.  Earth,  o'er  all  the  Sky  % 
Though  Clouds  and  Darknefs  vale  his  Feet, 
His  Dwelling  is  the  Mercy-feat. 

2  O  ye  that  love  his    holy  Name, 
Hate  every  Work  of  Sin  and  Shame  : 
He  guards  the  Souls  of  all  his  Friends, 
And  from  the   Snares  of  Hell   defends. 

3  Immortal  Light,  and  Joys  unknown, 
Are  for  the  Saints  in   Darknefs  fown  ; 
Thofe  glorious  Seeds  mall  fpring  and  rife, 
And  the  bright  Harvelt   blefs  our  Eyes. 

4  Rejoice,  ye  Righteous,  and  record 
The  facred  Honours  of  the  Lord  ; 
None  but  the  Soul  that  feels  his  Grace 
Can  triumph  in  his  Holinefs. 

Psalm  XCVII.  1,  3,5"7>  11.  Common  Metre. 
Chrift'x  Incarnation,  and  the  laji  'Judgment* 


■Y 


Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns : 
His  Word  like  Fire  prepares  his  Way, 
And   Mountains  melt  to  Plains. 

2  His  Prefence  finks  the  proudeft  Hills, 
And  makes  the   Vallres   rife  ; 
The  humble  Soul  enjoys  his  Smiles, 
Tlie  haughty   Sinner  dies.    * 

I2  3  The 


ri90  F  §  A  L  M   XCVIIT. 

3  The  Heav'ns  his  rightful  Power  proclaim  ; 

The  Idol-Gods  around 
Fill  their  own  Worfhippers  with  Shame, 
And  totter  to  the  Ground. 

4  Adoring  Angels  at  his  Birth 

Make  the  Redeemer  known  ; 
Thus  mall  he  come  to  judge  the  Earth, 
And   Angels  guard  his    Throne. 

5  His  Fees  mail  tremble  at  his  Sight, 

And  Hills  and  Seas  retire  : 
His  Children  take  their  unknown  Flight, 
And  leave  the  World  in  Fire. 

6  The  Seeds  of  Joy  and  Glory  fown 

For  Saints  in  Darknefs  here, 
Shall  rife  and  fpring  in  Worlds  unknown, 
And  a  rich  Harvelt  bear. 

Psalm     XCVIII.     Firfi  Part. 
Praife  for  the  Go/pel. 
I   '  1  aO  our  Almighty  Maker,  God5 
X        New  Honours  be  addrefs'd  ; 
His  great  Salvation  mines  abroad, 
And  makes  the  Nations  bleft. 

■%  He,  fpake  the  Word  to  Abraham  fir  ft, 
His  Truth  fulfils  his  Grace  ; 
The  Gentiles  make  his  Name  their  Truft, 
And  learn  his  Righteoufnefe. 

%  Let  the  whole  Earth  his  Love  proclaim 
With  all  her  different  Tongues  ; 
And  fpread  the  Honour  of  his  Name 
in  Melody  and  Songs. 

Psalm     XCVIII.     Second  Part. 
The  MefTiah'-r  Coming  and  Kingdom. 
,S    TOY  to  the  World  ;  the  Lord  is  jcvme  ; 
j   Let  Earth  receive  her  King  :  Let 


PSALM    XGIX.  r9i 

Let  every  Heart  prepare  him  Room, 
And  Heaven  and  Nature  ilng. 

2  Joy  to  the  Earth,  the  Saviour  reigns  ; 

Let  Men  their  Songs  employ  ; 
While  Fields  and  Floods,  Rocks, Hills  andPIains*. 
Repeat  the  founding  Joy. 

3  No  more  let  Sins  and  Sorrows  grow, 

Nor  Thorns  infeft  the  Ground  ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  BleiTings  flow, 
Far  as  the  Curfe  is  found.  _ 

4  He  rules  the  World  with  Truth  and  Grace, 

And  makes  the  Nations  prove 
The  Glories  of  his  Righteoufnefs, 
And  Wonders  of  his  Love. 

P  s   a   l   m     XCIX.     Firjl  Part. 

Chrill'j  Kingdom  and  Majefyi 
j   ^-T""\HE  God   "Jehovah  reign?^ 
Let  all  the  Nations  fesn; 
Let  Sinners  tremble  at  his  Throne, 
And  Saints  be  humble  there, 

2.  Je/us  the  Saviour  reigns, 

Let  Earth  adore  its  Lord  ; 
Bright  Cherubs  his  Attendants  (land, 
Swift  to  fulfil  his  Word. 

3  In  Zicn  is  his  Throne, 

His  Honours  are  divine,. 
His  Church  mail  make  his  Wonders  known, 
For  there  his  Glories  mine. 

4,  How  holy  is  his  Name  ! 
How  terrible  his  Praife  ! 
Jafike  and  Truth,  and  Judgment  join 
In  ali  his  Works  of  Grace. 

I  3  Psalm 


192  PSALM  XCIX,  C. 

P   s   a   l   m  XCIX.     Second  Part. 
A  Holy  GOD  ivorjhipped  ivitb  Reverence. 

J   "j^Xalt  the  Lord  our  God, 
Jj^    And  worfliip  at  his  Feet : 
His   Nature  is  all  Holinefs, 
And  Mercy  is  his  Seat. 

2  When  Ifiael  was  his  Church, 

When  Aaron   was  his   Prieft, 
When  Mofes  cry'd,  when    Samuel  pray'd, 
He  gave  his  People  Reft. 

3  Oft  he  forgave  their  Sins, 

Nor  would  deftroy  their  Race  ; 
And  oft  he  made  his  Vengeance  known 
When  they  abus'd  his  Grace. 

4  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 

Whofe  Grace  is  ft  ill  the  fame  ; 
Still  he's  a  God  of  Holinefs, 
And  jealous  for   his  Name. 

P  s   a  L  M  C.   Firft  Metre.  A  Plain  Tranjlation. 
Prai/e  to  our    Creator. 

i   X7E   Nations   round  the  Earth,    rejoyce 

\     Before  the   Lord,  your  fovereign   King  ,: 
Serve   him  with  chearful   Heart  and  ,Voice, 
With  all  your  Tongues  his  Glory  fing. 

2  The  Lord  is  God:  Tis  he  alone 

Doth  Life,  and  Breath,  rv.id  Being  give  : 
We  are  his  Work,    and   not  our  own  ; 
The  Sheep  that  on  his  Paftures  live. 

3  Enter  his   Gates  with  Songs   of  Joy, 
With  Praifes  to    his  Courts  repair  ; 
And  make  it  your  divine  Employ 

To  pay  your  Thanks  and  Honours  there. 

4  The 


PS  A  L  MTC,   CL  193 

^  :Tbe  Lord  is  go-5d,  the  Lord  is  kind  ; 
Great  is  his  Grace,  his  Mercy  fare  : 
And  the  whole  Race  of  Man  mall  find 
His  Truth  from   Age  to   Age  endure. 

Psalm     C-  Second  Metre    A  Paraphrafs^ 

1  QlNGtothe  Lord  with  joyful  Voice  j 
i3   Let  ev'ry  Land  his  Name  adore  ; 

,T^c-#.-'.'v£  A&s*  fhal!  fend  the  Ncife 
A-crof*  the  Ocean  to  the  Shore. 

2  Nations  attend  before  >ki%  Throne  J 
With  folemia  Fear,   with  facred  Joy  i 

Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone*-  - 
He  can  create,  and  He  deflroy. 

3  His  -fovVdgn  Power  without  our  Aid-  ' 
Made  ^s  of  day,  2nd  form'd  us  Men  r 
And. when  like  wand'rin^  Sheep  we  itray'd^ 
He  brought  us  to  his  Fold  again. 

4.  We  are  his  People,  we  his   Care, 

Our  Soul?,    and  all  our*  mortal  Frame  : 
What  1  ailing   Honours  fhall   we  rear, 
Almighty   Maker,  to  thy  Name  : 

5  We'll  croud  thy  Gates   with  thankful  Song?,, 
High  as   the  Heaven,  our   Voice?,  raife  ; 
And  Earth  with  her  tenthcufand    Tongurs 
Shall  nil  thy    Courts  with  founding  Prai/e. 

6  Widens  the  World  is  thy  Command, 
VaiJ  as  Eternity  thy  Love  ? 
Firm    as,  a  Rock  thy  Truth  muft  fiand. 
When  rolling    Yean  fhal]  ceafe  to  move. 

Psalm   CL     Long  Metre. 
clke  Magijrrales  Pi  aim. 
i    IV/fERCY  .and  Judgment  are  my  Song; 
"1VX  Arid ,  fince -they  both  to  ifeee  belong, 

1    4.     :  M| 


194  PSALM    CI. 

My  gracious  God,  my  righteous  King,. 
To  Thee  my  Songs  and  Vows  I  bring. 

2  If  I  am  rais'd  to  bear  the  Sword, 

I'll  take  my  Counfel  from  thy  Word, 
Thy  Juilice  and  thy  heavenly  Grace 
Shall  be  the  Pattern  of  my  Ways. 

3  Let  Wifdom  all  my  Actions  guide, 
And  let  my  God  with  me  refide  : 

No  wicked  Thing  mall  dwell  with  me, 
Which  may  provoke  thy  Jealoufy. 

4  No  Sons  of  Slander,  Rage  and  Strife 
Shall  be  Companions  of  my  Life  ; 
The  haughty  Look,  the  Heart  of  Pride 
Within  my  Doors  fhall  ne'er  abide. 

5  [I'll  fsarch  thev  Land,  and  raife  the  Juft 
To  Polls  of 'Honour,   Wealth  and  Trull  : 
The  Men  that  woik  thy  holy  V.  ill 
Shall  be  my  Friends  and  Favourites  Hill.} 

6  In  vain  fhall  Sinners  hope  to  rife 
By  flattering  cr  malicious  Lies  : 
And  whiie  the  Innocent  I  guard, 
The  bold  Offender  ihan't  be  fpar'd. 

j  The  impious  Crew  (that  factious  Band) 
Shall  hide  their  Heads,  or  quit  the  Land  ; 
And  all  that  break  the  publick  Reft, 
Where  I  have  Power,  (hall  be  fuppreit. 

Psalm     CI.     Common  Metre. 

A  Pfahn  for  a  M after  of  a   Family. 
I   (~\?   Juilice  and  of  Grace  I  ling, 
V_/     And  pay  my  God   my  Vows, 
Thy  Grace  and  Juflice,  h  avenly  King, 
Teach  me  to  rule  my  Houfe. 

z   Now 


PSA  L  M    GIL  195 

2.  Now  to  my  Tent,  O  God,  repair, 

And  make  thy  Servant  wife  ; 

I'll  fuffer  nothing  near  me  there. 

That  (hall  offend  thine  Eyes. 

3:  The  Man  that  doth  his  Neighbour  wrong- 
By  Falfhood  or  by  Force, 
The  fcomful  Eye,  the  flanderous  Tongue, 
HI" thruft  them  from  my  Doors. 

4.  I'll  feek  the  Faithful  and  the  Juir, 
And  will  their  Help  enjoy  5 
Thefe  are  the  Friends  that  I   mall  truft, 
The  Servants  I'll  employ. 

5  The  Wretch  that  deals  in  fly  Deceit. 

I'll  not  endure  a  Night  ! 
The  Liar's  Tongue  I  ever  hate, 
And  banifh  from  my  Sight, 

6  I'll  purge  my  Family  around, 

And  make  the  Wicked  flee  ;  - 
So  mail  my  Hoqfe.be  ever  found 
A  Dwelling  fit  £«r  Thee. 

P  s   a  l   m     CII.     1, — 13,  20,  21.  Fir  ft  Pari, 

A  Prayer  of  the  AffiicleJ. 
1   ]  _TEAR  me  O  God,  nor  hide  thy  Face, 
JLA     But  anfwer,  left  I  die  : 
Halt  thou  not  built  a  Throne  of  Grace, 
To  hear  when  Sinners  cry. 

%  My  Days  are  wafted  like  the  Smoke 
DifTolving  in  the  Air  ; 
My  Strength  is  dry'd,  my  Heart  is  broke. 
And  finking  in  Defpair. 

3  My  Spirits  flag  like  withering  Grafs 

Burnt,  with  exceiHvd  Heat:  . 
In  fecret  Groans  my  Minutes  pafs,  . 

And  I  forget  ta  eat,-'  I  c  ;  4.  As-. 


*96  PSALM    CII. 

4  As  on   fome  lonely  Building's  Top 

I  he  Sparrow  tells   her  Moan, 
*ar  from  the  Tents  of  Joy  and   Hoof 
•1  iu  and  grieve  alone. 

5  My  Soul  is  like  a  Wildernefs, 

Where  Beads  of  Midnight  howl  ; 
There  the  fad  Raven  finds  her  Place, 
And  there  the  fcreaming  Owl. 

6  Dark  diimal  Thoughts  and  boding  Fears 

Dwell  in  my   troubled  Breaft  ; 
While  fharp  Reproaches  wound  my  Ears, 
Nor  give  my   Spirit  Reil. 

J  My  Cup  is  mingled  with  my  Woes, 
And   Tears  are  my   Rcpaft  ; 
My  daily  Bread  like  Afhes  grows 
Unpleafant  to  my  Taite. 

8  Senfe  can  afford  no  real  Joy 

To  Souls  that  feel   thy    Frown  ; 
Lord  'twas   thy  Hand   advanc'd  me  high, 
Thy  Hand  hath  call   me  down. 

9  My  Looks  Jike  wither'd  Leaves  appear; 
And  Life's  declining   Light 
Grows  faint  as    Evening-Shadows  are 
That  vanifh  into  Night. 

jo  But  Thou  forever  art  the  fame, 
O   my   eternal   God  ; 
Ages  to  ccrre  mall  know  thy   Name, 
And  fpread   thy  Works    abroad. 

II  Thou  wilt  arife,  and  mew  thy   Face, 

Nor  will  my  Lord  delay 
••Beyond  th'  appointed  Hour  of   Grace, 
That  long  expected  Day. 

2  2  He  hears  his  Saints,  he  knows  their  Cry, 
And  by  myilerious  Ways  Reoeems 


P~5  X  L~M~XM.  ,9? 

Redeems    the  Priforers  doom'd  to  die, 
And   fills  their  Tongues  with"  Fraife. 

Psalm    CII.    13  —  21.    Second  Part. 
Prayer  beard,   and  Zion    reflorid. 

1  T    ET  Zion   and  her  Sons  rejoice,, 
JL^   Behold  the  promis'd  Hour  : 

Her  God  hath  heard    her   mourning  Voice, 
And   comes  t'  exalt  his  Pow'r. 

2  Her  Duft  and  Ruins  that  remaia, 

Are  precious  in  our  Eyes  ; 
Thofe  Ruins  fhall    be  built  again,  ' 
And  ail  that  Duft  mall  rife. 

3  The  Lord  will  raife  Jerufakmt 

And  itand  in  Glory  there ; 
Nations,  mall  bow  before  his  Name, 
And   Kings  attend  with   Fear. 

4.  He  fits  a  Sovereign  on  his  Throne, 
With   Pity,  in  his   Eyes  : 
He  hears  the  dying  Prifoners  groan, 
And  fees  their  Sighs  arife> 

5  He  frees  the    Souls  condemn'd  to  Death, 

And  when  his  Saints  complain, 
It  (han't  be  faid,   »*  That  praying  Breath 
"  Was  ever  fpent  in  vain. 

6  This   fhall  be  known  when  we  are  dead^   < 

And  left  gr  long  Record,  'i 
That  Ages  yet  unborn  may    read, 
And   truft,    and  praife  the  Lord. 
Psalm   CII.    23-28.     Third  Part. 
Man's  Mortality,   and  Chilli's  Eternity  ;  or,    S&ints 

die,    hut   Chriil  and }  the 'Church  live. 
1    TT  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's   Hand 
J[  Weakens  our  Strength  amidit  ths  Race  ; 

Diieafe- 


19,8  PSALM    CIII. 

Difeafe  and  Death  at  his  Command 
Aireft  us,  and  cut  fliort  our  Days. 

2  Spare  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  we  pray, 
Nor  let  our  Sun  go  down  at  Noon  ; 
Thy  Years  are  one  eternal  Day, 
And  mull  thy  Children  die  fo  Toon  ? 

3  Yet  in  the  midft  of  Death  and  Grief 
This  Thought  our  Sorrow  inall  afivvage  ; 
««  Our   Father  and  our  Saviour  live  ; 

li  Cbrift  is  the  lame  thro'  every  Age. 

4  'Twas  he  this  Earth'*  Foundation  laid  ; 
Heav'n  is  the  Suilding  of  his  Hand  ; 

This  Earth  grows  old,  thefe  Heav'ns  mall  fade  ; 
And  all  be  chang'd  at  his  Command. 

5  The  Marry  Curtains  of  the  Skv 
Like  Garments  fhall  be  laid  afide  : 

But  frill  thy  Throne  Hands  firm  and  high  ; 
Thy  Church  for  ever  m.uft  abide. 

6  Before  thy  Face  thy  Church  fhall  live  ; 
And  on  thy  Throne  thy  Children  reign  ; 
This  dying  World  fhall  they  furvive, 
And  the  ciead  Saints  be  rais'd  again. 

Psalm    CIII.    i,~- ;.   Firft  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Bleffing   GOD  for  hh   Goodnefs  to   Soul  and  Body. 

i    TQ  LESS,   O  my  Soul,  the  living  God, 

J3  Call  home  thy  Thoughts  that  rove  abroad, 
Let  all  the  PowVs  within  me  join 
In  Work  and  Worfhip  fo  dirine. 

2  B!efs„  O  my  Soul,  the  God  of  Grace; 
His  Favours  claim  thy  higheft  Piaife  : 
Why   mould   the  Wonders    he    hath  wrought 
and  forge:  \ 


PSALM    CIII.  199 

3  *Tis  He,  mv  Soul,    that   fent   his  Son 

To  die  for  Crimes,  which  thou  hall  done  ; 
He  owns  the  Ranfom,  and  forgives 
The  hourly  Follies  of  our  Lives. 

4  The  Vices  of  the  Mind  he  heals, 
And  cures  the   Pains  that  Nature  feeh9 
Redeems  the  Soul  from  Hell,  and  faves 
Our  wafting  Life  from  threat'ning  Graves. 

5  Our  Youth  decay'd  his  Pow'r  repairs  : 
His  Mercy  crowns  our  growing  Years  : 
He  iatisfies  our  Mouth,  with  Good, 
And  fills  our  Hopes  with  heav'niy  Food. 

6  He  fees  the  Opprefibr  and  th'  Oppreii, 
And  often  gives  the  Sufferers  Relt  : 
But  will  his  Julrice  more  difplay 

In  the  Iaft  great  rewarding  Day. 

7  [His  Power  he  mew'd.by  Mofes'  Han dsf 
And  gave  to  Ifrael  his  Commands  ; 
But  fent  his  Truth  and  Mercy  down 
To  all  the  Nations  by  his  Son. 

S  Let  the  whole  Earth  his  Power  confefs,,  1 
Let  the  whole  Earth  adore  his  Grace  j 
The  Gentile  with  the  Jt-iv  mall  join 
In  Work  and  Worfhip  fo  divine.] 

Psalm    CI II.     Second  Pan.    Long  Metre. 

GQWs   gentle  Ckaftifemtnt  ;    or,  His   tender  Merc? 
to  bis  People. 

1  **  I  \HE  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  Way;  I 

X     How  firm  his  Truth  !  how  large  his  Grace  ! 
He  takes  his  Mercy  for  his  Throne, 
And  thente  he  makes  his  Glories  known* 

2  Not  half  fo  high  his  Power  hath  fpread 

Tag  ft-arry  Heavens  above  oar  Head,  A& 


soo  ps  A  L  M    CIII. 

As  his  F?ch  Love  exceeds  our  Praife, 
Exceeds  the  higheft   Hopes  we  raife. 

3  Nothaiffo  far  hath   Nature   plac'd 
The    rifing  Morning  from    the  Weft, 
As  his    forgiving  Grace   removes 
The  daily  Guilt  of  thofe  he  loves. 

4  How    (lowly    doth  his   Wrath  arife! 
On  fwifter  Wings   Salvation  flies  ; 
And  if  he  lets   his  Anger   burn, 
How  foon  his  Frowns  to  Pity  turn  ! 

5  Amidft  his  Wrath  Companion   mines; 
His  Strokes    are  lighter  than  our  Sins  : 
And    while   his  Pvod  corrects  his  Saints, 
His  Ear  indulges  their  Complaints. 

6  So  Fathers  their  young    Sons  chaftife, 
With   gentle   Hands  and   melting  Eyes  : 
The   Children  weep  beneath  the  Smart, 
And  move  the  Pity  of  their  Heart. 

Pause. 

j  The  mighty  God,  the  Wife  and  Juft, 
Knows  that  our   Frame  is   feeble   Dud  ; 
And  will  no  heavy  Loads  impofe 
Beyond  the  Strength  that  he  bellows* 

8  He  knows  how  foon  our  Nature  dies, 
Blafted   by  every  Wind  that  flics  ; 
Like  Grafs  we  fpring,  and    die  as  foon, 
Or  Morning  Flowers  that  fade  -at  Noon. 

o  But  his  eternal  Love  is   fure 
To   all  the  Saints,    and  fhall  endure  f 
From   Age    to  Age  his   Truth  fhall  reign, 
Nor  Childrens  Children  hope  in  vain. 


PSALW 


PSALM  CIIL  201 

Psalm-  CIIL    1—7.    Firft    Part.     Short  Metre., 
Praife  for    Spiritual  and   Temporal  Mercies* 

1  (~*\    Biefs  the   Lord,    my  Soul  ! 
V_/    Let  all  within  me  join, 

And  aid  my   Tongue  to  biefs  his    Name,     % 
Whofe  Favours   are  divine. 

2  O  biefs  the  Lord,    my  Soul  ; 

Nor  let  his    Mercies  lie, 

Forgotten  in  Unthankfulnefs  ; 

And    without   Praifes  die. 

I  'Tis    He  forgives  thy  Sins, 
'Tis  He  relieves  thy  Pain, 
'Tis    He    that  heals  thy  Sickneffes, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

4  He   crowns  thy  Life  with  Love, 

When  ranfom'd  from    the  Grave  ; 
He   that  redeem'd  my   Soul  from   Hell 
Hath  fovereign  Pow'r  to  fave. 

5  He   fills  the   Poor  with  Good* 

He  gives  the   Sufferers  Reit  ; 
The  Lord    hath   judgments  for  the  Proud, 
And  Juftice   for   th'  Oppreft. 

€  His  wondrous  Works  and  Ways 
He  made   by  Mofes  known  ; 
But  fent  the  World  his   Truth  and  Grace 
By  his  beloved  Son. 

Psalm  CIIL    8-- 18.     Second   Pert, 

Short  Metre. 
Abounding  Compajfon  of  God  ;    or^  Mercy   in  the 
midji  of  Judgment. 

5   T%  yTY  Soul,  repeat  his  Praife, 
JL V A  Whofe  Mercies  are   fo  great ; 
Whole  Anger  is  fo  flow  to  life, 
£0  ready  to  abate*  a  Gqw 


202  PSALM  CUT; 

2  God  will  not  always  chide  ; 

And  when  his  Strokes  are  felt, 
His  Strokes  are  fewer  than  our  Crimes, 
And  lighter  than  our  Guilt. 

3  High  as  the  Heav'ns  are  rais'd 

Above  the  Ground  we  tie~d, 

So  far  the  Riches  of  hi-s  Grace 

Our  higheft  Thought  exceed. 

4  His  Power  fubdues  our  Sins, 

And   his  forgiving  Love 
Far  as  the  Eaft  is  from  the  WeJ}9  . 
Doth  all  our  Guilt  lemove. 

5  The  Pity  of  the  .Lord 

To  thofe  that  fear  his  Name, 
Is  fuch  as  tencer  Parents  feel  ; 
He  knows  cur  feeble  Frame. 

6  He  knows  we  are  but  Duft, 

Scatter'd  with  every  Breath  : 

His  Anger  like  a  rifmg  Wind 

Can  knd  us  fwift  to  Death. 

V  Our  Days  are  as  the  Grafs, 

Or  like  the  Morning  Flow'r  ; 
If  one  (harp  Blaft  fweep  o'er  the  Field,-. 
It  withers  in  an  Hour. 

3  But  thv  Companions,  Lord, 
To  endlefs  Years  endure  ; 
And  Children's  Children  ever  find 
Thy  Words  of  Promife  fure. 

Psalm  OIL  19—22.  Third  Part.  Short  Metre. 
God's  uniqjer/al Demznion  ;  or,  Angels  fraift  the  Lord. 
I   /""TT^HE  Lord,  the  fovereign  King, 
JL      Hath  fix'd  his  Throne  on  high  ; 
O'er  all  the  heav'nly  World  he  rul^s, 

And  all  beneath  the  Sky.  2  Ye 


PSALM   CIV.  203 

2  Ye  Angels*,  great  in  Might, 

And  fwift  to  do  his  Will, 
Blefs  ye  the  Lord,  whofe  Voice  ye  hear, 
Whofe  Pleafure  ye  fulfil. 

3  Let  the  bright  Holts,  who  wait 

The  Orders  of  their  King, 
And  guard  his  Churches  when  they  pray,. 
Join  in  the  Praife  they  fing. 

4  While  all  his  wondrous  Works 

Through  his  vail  Kingdoms  fhew 
Their  Maker's  Glory,   thou,  my  Soul, 
Shall  fing  his  Graces  too. 

Psalm     CIV. 
Tf>e  Glory  of  God  in  Creation  and  Previdencei 

1  fiffY  Soul,  thy  jjreat  Creator  praife  ; 
iVJL  W]ie*i  cloth'd  in  his  celeilial  Rays 
He  in  full  Majeity  appears, 

And  like  a  Robe  his  Glory  wears. 

Note,  This-  Pfalm  may  be  fung  to  the  Tune  of  the 
Old  I  \2tb  or  1  zyth  Pfalm,  by  adding  thefe  tuoo  Lines 
to  every  Stanza,   (viz.) 

Great  is  the  Lord  ;  What  Tongue  can  frame 
An  equal  Honour  to  his  Name  / 

[Otherivife  it  muft  be  fung  as  the  \QOth  Pfalm.} 

2  The  Heavens  are  for  his  Curtains  fpread  ; 
Th'  unfathcm'd  Deep  he  makes  his  Bed  ; 
Clouds  are  Ms  Chariot  when  he  flies 

On  winged  Storms  a-crofs  the  Skies. 

5  Angels,  whom  his  own  Breath  inlpires, 
His  Miniflers  are  flaming  Fires  ; 

And  fwift  as  Thought  their  Armies  move 
To  bear  his  Vengeance  or  his  Love. 

4  The 


?04  P  S  A  L  M  CIV. 

4  The  World's  Fou«dar'on-s.  by  his  Hand 
Are  pois'd    and  ffyall  for  ever  ftand  : 
Ke  binds  the  Ocean  in    his  Chain, 
Left  it  mould   drown  the  Earth  again. 

5  When  Earth   wns  cover'd   with  the  Flood* 
Which  high  above  the  Mountains  Hood, 
He  thu.fder'd  and    the  Ocean  ried, 
ConhVdto  us  appointed  Bed. 

6  The  Twellfrig    Billows  know  their   Bound, 
And  in  their  Channels  walk  their  Round  ;  . 
Yet   thence   convey \t  b*/  ferret    Veins, 

They  ipnng  on  Hills,  and  drench    the  Plains* 

I  He  bids  the  cryftal  Fountains  flow, 
And  cheer  the    Valleys  as  ihey   go, 
Tame  Heifers    there  their  Thirft  ailayt 
And  for  the   Stream   wild  AfTes  bray. 

8  From  pleafant  Trees  which  fnade   the  Brink, 
The   La; k  and  Linnet  light  to  drink ; 
Their  Songs  the  Laik  and  Linnet  raife, 
And  chide  our  Silence  in  his  Praife. 

Pause  I. 

9  God  from  his  cloudy  Cifkrn  pours  . 

On  the  parch'd  Earth  enriching  Show'rs  ; 
The  Grove,  the  Garden,  and  trie  Field, 
A  thoufand  joyful  iildfings  yield. 

10  He  makes  the  grzffy  Food  arife, 
And  gives   the  Cattle  large  Supplies  ; 
With   Herbs  for   Man  of  various  Power, 
1  o   nourith   Nature,  or  to  cure. 

I I  What  ncble  Fruit  the  Vines  produce! 
The  Olive  yieids  a  finning  Juice  ; 

Our  hearts   are  cheer'd  with  generous  Wine, 
With  anward   Joy  our   Facts  ihine. 

12    Q 


PSALM  CIV.  205 

natron* 

12  O  blefs  his  Name,  ye  Britons^  fed 
With  Nature's  chief  Supporter,    Bread  : 
While  Bread  your  vital  Strength  imparts, 
Strve  him  with  Vigour  in  your  Hearts. 

Pause    II. 

13  Behold  the  ftately  Cedar  itands 
Rais'd  in   the  Foreft   by  his  Hands ; 

JBirds  to  the   Boughs  for  Shelter  fly, 
And  build  their  Nells  fecure  on  high. 

14  To  craggy  Hills  afcends  the  Goat; 
And    at  the  airy  Mountain's  Foot 

The  feebler  Creatures  make  their  Cell  5  1 
He  gives  them  Wifdom  where  to  dwell,     j 

15  He  fets  the  Sun  his  circling  Race, 
Appoints  the  Moon  to  change  her  Face  ; 
And  when  thick  Darknefs  veils  the  Day, 
Calls  out  wild  Beatts  to  hunt  their  Prey. 

16  Fierce  Lions  lead  their  Young  abroad, 
And  roaring  afk  their  Meat  from  God  ; 
But  when  the  Morning-Beams  arife, 
The  favage  Bealt  to  Covert  flies. 

17  The    Man  to  daily  Labour  goes ; 
The  Night  was  made  for  his    Repofe  : 
Sleep  is  thy  Gift,  that  fweet  Relief 
From  tirefome  Toil  and  wailing  Grief. 

18  How  ftrange  thy  Works  !  how  great  thy  Skill  1 
And  every  Land  thy  Riches  fil]  : 

Thy  Wifdom  round  the  World  we  fee, 
This  fpacicus  Earth  is  full  of  Thee. 

19  Nor  lefs  thy  Glories  in  the  Deep, 
Where  Fiih  in  Millions  iwim  and  creep, 
With  wond'ro'fs  Motions,   fwift  or  ilow, 
Sdll.wand'nng  in  the  Paths  below. 

io  There 


2o6  PSALM   CIV. 

20  There  Ships  divide  their  wat'ry  Way, 
And  Flocks  of  fcaly  Monfters  play  ; 
There  dwells  the  huge  Leviathan,. 
And  foams  and  fports  in  fpite  of  Man. 

Pause     III. 

21  Vaft  are  thy  Works,'  Almighty  Lord, 
All  Nature  reils  upon  thy  Word, 

And  the  whole  Race  of  Creatures  ftands, 
W'aiting  their  Portion  from  thy  Hands* 

22  While  each  receives  his  difFrent  Food, 
Their  chearful  Looks  pronounce  it  good  : 
Eagles  and  Bears,  and  Whales  and  Worms 
Rejoice  and  praiie  in  difFrent  Forms. 

23  But  when  thy  Face  is  hid  they  mourn, 
And  dying  to  their  Dull  return  ; 

Roih  Man  and  Beait  their  Souls  refign  :. 
Life,  Breath  and  Spirit,  all  is  thine. 

24.  Yet  thou  can  ft'  breathe  on  Dull  again-, 
And  fill  the  World  with  Bealts  and  Men  ;. 
A  Woid  of  thy  creating  Breath 
Repairs  the  Wafles  of  iime  and  Death. 

25  His  Works,  the  Wonders  of  his  Might, 
Are  honour'd  with  his  own  Delight  : 
How  awful  are  his  glorious  Ways  ! 
The  Lord  is  dreadful  in  his  Praife. 

26  The  Earth  Hands  trembling  at  thy  Stroke, 
And  at  thy  Touch  the  Mountains  iinoke  j 
Yet  humble  Souls  may  fee  thy  Face, 

And  tell  their  Wants  to  lovereign  Grace. 

27  In  thee  my  Hopes  and  Wiflies  meet, 
And  make  my  Meditations  fweet  ; 
Thy  Fraifes  ihall  my  Breath  employ, 
a  ill  it  expire  in  eadlefs  Joy. 

r  28  Whil 


PSALM   CV.         .     207 

While  haughty  Sinners  die  accurft, 
Their  Glory  bury'd  with  their  Daft, 
I  to  my  God,  my  heavenly  King 
Immortal  Hallelujah's  iing. 

Psalm     CV.     Abridged. 

rod's  Condutt  <?/Ifrael,  and  the  Plagues  of  Egypt. 

GIVE  Thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  Name, 
And  tell  the  World  his  Grace  ; 
Sound  through  the  Earth  his  Deeds  of  Fame, 
That  all  may  feek  his  Face. 

His  Cov'nant  which  he  kept  in  Mind 

For  num'rous  Ages  pari, 
To  num'rous  Ages  yet  behind 

In  equal  Force  mall  laft. 

He  fware  to  Abraham  and  his  Seedy 

And  made  the  Bleffings  fare  : 
Gentiles  the  ancient  Promife  read, 

And  find  his  Truth  endure. 

"  Thy  Seed  fhall  make  all  Nations  blefl, 

(Said  the  Almighty  Voice) 
"  And  Canaan's  Land  mail  he  their  Reft, 

««  The  Type  of  heav'rily  Joys. 

[How  large  the  Grant  !  how  rich  the  Grace 

To  give  them  Canaan's  Land, 
When  they  were  Strangers  in  the  Place, 

A  little  feeble  Band  ! 

Like  Pilgrims  through  the  Countries  round 

Securely  they  remov'd  : 
And  haughty  Kings  that  on  them  frown'd 

Severely  he  reprov'd. 

«  Touch  mine  Anointed,  and  my  Arm 
"  Shall  foon  avenge  the  Wrong  : 

*    « 'The 


108  PSALM    CV. 

"  The  Man  that  does  my  Prophets  harm 
"  Shall  know  their  God  is  itrong." 

8  Then  let  the  World  forbear  its  Rage, 

Nor  put  the  Church  in  Fear : 
Ifrael  mufi  live  through  every  Age, 
And  be  thy  Almighty  s  Care]     ' 
Pause    I. 

9  When  Pharaoh  dard  to  vex  the  Saints, 

And  thus  provok'd    their  God, 

Mofes  was  fent  at  their  Complaints, 

Arm'd  with  his  dreadful  Rod. 

10  He    call'd    for    Darknefs   :    Darknefs    came 
Like  an  o'erwhelming  Flood. 

He  turn'd  each  Lake  and  every  Stream 
To  Lakes  and  Streams  of  Blood. 

11  He  gave  the  Sign,  and  noifome  Flies 

Thro'  the  whole  Country  fpread  ; 
And  Frogs  in   croaking  Armies  rife 
About   the  Monarch's  Bed. 

12  Thro*   Fields  ami  Towns  and  Palaces 

The  tenfold  Vengeance  flew  ; 
Locufts  in  Swarms  devour'd  their  Trees 
And  Hail  their  Cattle  flew. 

13  Then  by  an  Angel's  Midnight  Stroke 

The  Flower  of  Egypt  dy'ri  ; 
The  Strength  of  every    Houfe  was  broke, 
Their  Glory  and  their  Pride. 

14.  Nonv  let  the  World  forbear  its  Rage, 
Nor  put  the  Church  in  Fear ; 
Ifrael  mujl  lt-ve  thro*  every  Age, 
And  be  th?  Almighty  s  Care. 

Pause  II. 
15  Thus  were  the  Tribes  from  Bondage  brought, 
And  left  the  hated  Ground  j  Eacft 


P  S  A  L  M  CVI.  209 

Ea*h  fome  Egyptian  Spoils  had  got. 
And  not  one  feeble  found. 

16  The    Lord  himfelf  chofe  out  their  Way, 
And  mark'd   their  Journeys  righr, 

Gave  them  a  leading  Cloud  by   Day, 
A   fiexy  Guide  by    Night. 

17  They  thirft;  and  Waters   from  the  Rock 
In  rich  Abundance  flow, 

And  following  ftill  the  Courfe  they  took 
Ran  all  the   Defarr.  thro'. 

18  O  wond'rous   Stream  !  O  blefled  Type 

Of   ever  flowing  Grace  ! 
So   Chnji  our  Rock  maintains  our  Life 
Thro*  all  this   Wildernefs. 

19  Thus  guarded  by  th'   Almighty  Hand, 

The  chofen  Tribes  poffeil 
Canaan  the  rich,  the  promis'd  Land, 
And  there  enjoy 'd  their  Reft. 

20  1 'hen  let  the  World  forbear  its  Rage, 

The  Church   renounce  her  Fear  ; 
Ifrael  muft  live  thro'  every  Age9 
And  be  thy  Almighty  s  Care, 

Psalm  CVI.   1,-5.     Firft  ?arU 
Vraife  to  GOD  ;    or,  Communion  nvith  Saints* 

1  /"~|~"sO  God  the  Great,  the  Ever-bleft, 

£      Lee  Songs  of  Honour  be  addreit  5 
His  Mer-cy  firm  for  ever  Hands  ; 
Give  him   the  Thanks  his  Love   demands, 

2  Who  knows  the   Wonders  of  thy  Ways  f 
Who  mail  fulfil  thy  boundlefs  Praife  f 
Bleft  are  the  Souls  that  fear  thee  ftill, 
Afld  pay  their  Duty  to   thy  Will. 

4  Remember 


2io  PSALM   CVI. 

3  Remember  what  thy  Mercy  did 
For  Jacob's  Race,   thy  chofen   Seed  ; 
And  wfth  the  fame  Salvation  blefs 
The  meaneil  Suppliant  of  thy   Grace. 

4  O  may  I  fee  thy  Tribes  rejoice, 

And  aid   their  Triumphs   with  my  Voice  ! 

This  is  my  Glory,  Lord,  to  be 

Join'd   to  thy  Saints,   and  near  to  Thee. 

Psalm  CVI.  Second  Part.  Ver.  7,  8,  12, — 14, 

43,-48. 

Ifrael  punijFd  and pardon' d%  or,  GOD's  unchange- 
able Love. 

1  •""^OD  of  eternal  Love, 

VJT     How   fickle  are  our  Ways  ! 
And  yet  how  oft  did  Ifrael  prove 
Thy  Conftancy  of  Grace  ! 

2  They  favv  thy  Wonders  wrought, 

And  then  thy  Praife  they  fung  ; 
But  foon  thy  Works  of  Pow'r  forgot, 

And  murmur'd  with  their  Tongue.  , 

3  Now  they  believe  his  Word, 

While  Rocks  with  Rivers  flow  ; 
Now  with  their  Lulls  provoke  the  Lord, 
And  he  reduc'd  them  low. 

4  Yet  when  the  mourn'd  their  Faults, 

He  hearken'd  to-  their  Groans  ; 
Brought  his  own  Covenant  to  his  Thoughts, 
And  call'd  them  (till  his  Sons. 

5  Their  Names  were  in  his  Book, 
He  fav'd  tkem  from  their  Foes  ; 

Oft  he  chaftis'd,  but  ne'er   forfook 
The  People  that  he  chofe. 

6  Let 


PSALM   CVII.  2ii 

6  Let  Jfrael  blefs  the  Lord, 

Who  lov'd  their  ancient  Race    ; 
And  Chriftians  join  the  folemn  Word 

Amen  to  all  the  Praife. 

Psalm     CVII.     Firft  Part. 
Ifrael  led  to  Canaan,  and  Chriftians  -to  Heaven.  , 

1  ^~MVE  Thanks  to  God  :  He  reigns  above, 
\JJ  Kind  are  his- Thoughts,  hisName  is  Love: 
His  Mercy  Ages  paft  have  known, 

And  Ages  long  to  come  (hall  own. 

2  Let  the  Redeemed  of  the  Lord 
The  Wonders  of  his  Grace  record  ; 
Jfrael,  the  Nation  whom  he  chofe, 
And  refcu'd  from  their  mighty  Foes. 

*  [When  God's   A'mighty  Arm  had  broke 
Their  Fetters  and  th'  Egyptian  Yoke, 
They  trac'd  the   Defart  wandring  round  ; 
A  wild  and  folitary  Ground  ! 

4  There  they  cou;d  iind  no  leading  Road, 
Nor  City  for  a  fix'd   Abode  ;. 

Nor  Food,  nor  Fountain  to  afTwage 
Their  burning  Thirit,  or  Hunger's  Rage,] 

5  In  their  Diftrefs  to  God  they  cry'd, 
God  was  their  Saviour  and  their  Guide  ; 
He  led  their  March  far  wand'ring  round  ; 
'Twas  the  right  Path  to  Canaan's  Ground. 

6  Thus  when  our  flril  Eeleafe  we  gain 
from  Sin's  old  Yoke,  and   Satan's  Chain, 
We  have  this  defart  World  to  pafs, 

A  JangVous  and  a  tijrefome  Place. 

j  He   feeds  and  clothes  us  alr  the  Way, 
He  guides  our  Footileps  left  we  flray, 

K.  He 


212  PS  A  L  M    CVll. 

He  guards  us  with  a  pow'rful  Hand, 
And  brings  us  to  the  heav'nly  Land. 

8  O  let  the  Saints  with  Joy  record 

The  Truth  and  Goocnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
How  great  his  Works  !  how  kind  his  Ways! 
5Let  every  Tongue  pronounce  his  Praife. 

Psalm      CVTT.      Second  Part. 

'Correclions  for  Sin>  and.  Releaje  by  Prayer, 

1  T?ROM  Age  to  Age  exalt  his  Name, 

JP      God  and  -his  Grace  are  ftill  the  fame    : 
He- fills  the  hungry  Soul  with  Food, 
And  feeds  the  Poor  with  every  Good. 

2  But  if  their  Hearts  rebel  and  rife 
Againft  the  God  that  rules  the  Skies.; 
If  they  reject  his  heav'nly  Word, 
And  flight  the  Counfels  of  the  Lord  ; 

.3  He'll  bring  their  Spirits  to  the  Ground, 
And  no  Deliverer  fhall  be  found  ; 
Laden  with  Grief  they  walh  their  Breath 
In  Darknefs  and  the  Shades  of  Death. 

4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  Gries, 
He  makes  the  dawning  Light  arife, 
And  fcatters  all  that  difmal  Shade 
That  hung  fo  heavy  round  their  Head. 

£  He  cuts  the  Bars  of  Brafs  in  two, 
And  lets  the  fmiling  Prisoners  thro'  ; 
Takes  off  the  Load  of  Guilt  and  Grkf, 
And  gives  the  labouring  Soul  Relief. 

.6  O  my  the  Sons  of  Men  record 

The  wond'rous  Goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 

How  great  his  Woiks  !  how  kind  his  Ways  ! 

Let  every  Tongue  pronounce  his  Praife, 

P  s  a  t  u 


PSALM   CVII.  213 

Psalm     CVEI.     Third  Part. 

Intemperance  puniflfd    and  pardoned ;  or,  A  Pfalrti 
for  the  Glutton  and  the  Drunkard. 

1  "T  TAIN  Man  on  foolifh  Pleafures  bent, 

\     Prepares  for  his  own  Punifhment  \ 
What  Pams,  what  loathfome  Maladies 
From  Luxury  and  Lull  arife  ! 

2  The  Drunkard  feels  his  Vitals  wafte  ; 

Yet  drowns  his  Health  to  pleafe  his  Tafte  $ 
'Till  all  his  a&ive  Pow'is  are  loft, 
And  fainting  Life  draws  near  the  Duft. 

3  The  Glutton  groans,  and  loaths  to  eat, 
His  Soul  abhors  delicious  Meat  ; 
Nature  with  heavy  Loads  bppreft 
Would  yield  to  Death  to  be  releas'd. 

4.  Then  how  the  frighten'd  Sinners  fly 
To  God  for  Help  with  earn  ell  Cry  ! 
He  hears  their  Groans,  prolongs  their  Breath, 
And  faves  them  from  approaching  Death. 

5  No  Med'cines  could  effect  the  Cure 
.    So  quick,  fo  eafy,  or  10  fure  : 

The  deadly  Sentence  God  repeals, 

He  fends  his  fov'ieign  Word,  and  heals. 

6  O  may  the  Sons  of  Men  record 

The  wond'rous  Goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
And  let  their  thankful  Offering  prove 
How  they  adore  their  Maker's  Love. 

Psalm     CVII.     Fourth  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Deliverance  from  Storms    and  Shipwreck  ;  or,   The 
Seaman's  Song. 

1    l/T/OULI)  you  behold  the  Works  of  God, 
\  i     His  Wonders  in  the  World  abroad, 

K  z  Gfi 


2i4  PSALM  CVII. 

Go  with  the  Manners,  and  trace 
The  unknown  Regions  of  the  Seas. 

They  leave  th  ir  native  Shores  behind, 
And   feize  the  Favour  of  the  Wind  ; 
*Till  God  command,  and  Tempeits  rife 
That  heave  the  Ocean  to  the  Skies. 

3  Now  to  the  Heav'ns  they  mount  amain, 
Now  fink  to  dreadful  Deeps  again  ; 
What  llrange  Affrights  young   Sailors  feel, 
And  like  a  fiagg'ring  Drunkard  reel  ! 

*  When  Land  is  far,  and  Death  is  nigh, 
Loii  to  all  Hope,  to  God  they  cry  : 
His  Mercy  hears  the  loud   Addrefs, 
And  fends  Salvation  in  Diftrefs. 

He  bids  the  WTirds  their  Wrath    aflwage* 
The  furious  Waves  forgot  their  Rage  ; 
'Tis  calm  ;  and  Sailors  fmile  to  fee 
The  Haven  where  they  wim'd  to  be. 

O  may  the  Sons  of  Men  record 
The  wond'rous  Goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
Let  them  their  private  Offerings  bring, 
And  in  the. Church  his  Glory  fmg. 

Psalm  CVIT.  Fourth' Part,  Common  Mure. 

The   Manner  s  Pjalm. 

1  'T^HY  Works  of  Glory  jnighty  Lord, 

\        Thy  Wondcs  in  the  Deeps, 
The  Sons  of  Courage  mall  record, 
Who  trade  in  floating  Ships. 

2  At  thy  Command  the  WTinds  arife, 

And  fvvell  the  tow'ring  Waves  ; 
The  Men  aitoniih'd  mount  'he  Skies, 
And  fink  in  gaping  Graves. 

3  tASain 


PSALM    CVII.  215 

3  [Again  thcv  climb  the  wat'ry  Hills, 

And   plunge  in   Deeps  ag&in  ; 
Each  like  a  tott'nng  Drunkard  reels, 
And  finds  his  Courage  vain. 

4  Frighted  to  hear  the  Tempeft  roar,  j 

They  pant  with  flattering  Breath  ; 
And  hopdefs  of  the  distant  Shore 
Expeft  immediate  Death.] 

5  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raif>  their  Cries; 

He  hears  the   loud  Requeit, 
And  orders  Silence  thro'  the  Skies, 
And  lays  the  Fioods  to  reft. 

6  Sailors  rejoyce  to  lofe  their  Fears, 

And  fee  the  Sroim  allay'd  : 
Mow  to  their  Eyes  the  Port  appears  ; 
There  let  their  Vows  be  paid. 

7  'Tis  God  that  brinrs  them  fafe  to  Land; 

Let  ftupid  Mortals  know, 
That  Waves  are  under  his  Command, 
And  all  the  Winds  that  blow. 

S  O  that  the  Sons  of  Men  would  praife 
The  Good 0 els  of  the  Lord  ! 
And  thofe  that  fee  thy  wond'rous   Ways 
Thy  wond'rous  Love  record. 

Psalm     CVII.     Laft  Part. 

Colonies  planted ;   or,   Nations  bleji  and  punijhed. 

A  P  s  a  l  m  for  New- En*  land. 

o 

I   II  THEN  God,  provok'd  with  daring  Crimes, 
Vy      Scourges   the  Macnefs  of  the  Times, 
He  turns  their  Fields  to  bairen  Sand, 
And  dries  the  Rivers  from  the  Land. 

K  3  2  His 


2i6  PSALM    CVII. 

2  His  Word  can  raife  ihe  Springs  again, 
And  make  the  wither'd  Mountains  green, 
Send  fhow'ry  Bleffings  from  the  Skies  ; 
And  Harvefts  in  ihe  Defarts  rife. 

3  [Where  nothing  dwelt  but  Bead  of  Prey, 
Or  Men  as  fierce  and  wild  as  they, 

He  bids  th'  Oppreit  and  poor  repair, 
And  builds  them  Towns  and  Cities  there. 

4  They  fow  the  Fields,  and  Trees  they  plant, 
Whofe  yearly  Fruit  fupplies  'heir  Want  ; 
Their  Race  grows  up  from  fruitful  Stocks, 
Their  Wealth  increafes  with  their  Flocks. 

5  Thus  they  are  bleft  ;  but  if  they  fin, 
He  lets  the  Heathen  Nations  in, 

A  favage  Crew  invades  their  Lands, 
Their  Princes  die  by  barb'rous  Hands. 

6  Their  captive  Sons,  expos'd  to  Scorn, 
Wander  unpity'd  and  forlorn  ; 

The  Country  lies  unfene'd,   until  I'd, 
And  Defolation  fpreads  the  Field. 

y  Yet  if  the  humbled  Nation  mourns, 
Again  his  dreadful  Hand  he  turns  : 
Again  he  makes  their  Cities  thrive. 
And  bids  the  dying  Churches  live] 

8  The  Righteous  with  a  joyful  Senfe 
Admire  the  Works  of  Providence  ; 
And  Tongues  of  Atheilts  (hall  no  more, 
Blafpheme  the  God  that  Saints  adore. 

g  How  few  with  pious  Care  record 

Thefe  wopd'rous  De.  lings  of  the   Lord  ! 
But  wife  Obfervers  ili!l  ma'l  find 
The  Lord  is  holy,  juft  and  kind. 

Psalm 


PSA  L  M    CIX,  CX.  217 

.  P  s   a  l   m     CIX.     Ver.    j— 5,  31. 

Lo-ve  to  Enemies  from  the  Example  of  Chrift.* 
I./^OD  of  my  Mercy  and  my  Praife, 
\JJ     Thy  Glory  is  my  Song  ; 
Tho'  Sinners  fpeak  againfl  thy  Grace 
With  a  blafpheming  Tongue. 

2  When  in  the  Form  of  .mortal  Man 

Thy  Son  on  Earth  was  found; 
With  cruel  SJanders  falfe  and  vain  . 
They  compafs'd  hira    around. 

3  Their  Mis'ries  his  Companion   move, 

Their  Peace  he  flill  purfu'd  ; 
They  render  Hatred  for  his  Love, 
And  Evil  for  his  Good. 

4  Their  Malice  rag'd  without  a  Caufer 

Yet  with  his  dying  Breath 
He  pray'd  for  Murd'rers  on  his  Crofs, 
And  bieft  his  Fees  in  Death. 

5  Lord  ihall  thy  bright  Example  ihine 

la  vain  before  my  Eyes  ; 
Give  me  a  Soul  a- kin  to  thine, 
To  love  mine  Enemies. 

6  The  Lord  mall  on  my  Side  engage, 

And  in  my  Saviour's  Name 
I  fhalj  defeat  their  Pride  and  Rage, 
Who  ilander  and  condemn. 

P  s  a  l  .  m     CX     Fir d  Part.     Long  Metre.- 
Chrift  exalted  1  and  Multitudes  cmveried ;  or,    The 

Succefs  of  the  Gojpeh 
I   'NTr* H US  the  eternal  Father  fpake 

JL.     To  Chrifl  the  Son-;   "   Afcer.d  and  fit 
"    it  my  Right-hand,  'till  I  (hill  make 
4i  Thy  foes  iubmiiuve  at  thy  ;Fsec, 
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2  •'  From  Zitn  frull  thy  Word  proceed, 

"  Thy  Wor-i,  the  Scepter  in  thv   Hand.- 
"  Shall  make   the  Heats  of  Rebels  bleed, 
"  And  bow  their  Wilis  to  thy  Command. 

3  "  That  Dav  (hull  mew  thy  Pow'r  is  great, 

"  When  SaiiUf   (hall  flock  with  wiring  Minds, 
*<  And   Sinners  crowd   thy   Temple-Gate, 
"  Where  Holinefs  in  Beauty  fnines." 

4  O  bleiTed  Power  !  O  qloiioi'S  Day  ! 
What  a  large  Vid'ry  ft  all  enfue  ; 
And   Converts,   who   thy   Grace  obey, 
Exceea  the  Drops  of  Morning  Dew. 

Psalm     CX.     Second  Part      Long  Metre. 

H'he  Khgdom  and  Prieftbood  of  Chrift. 

1  ^"Tp'HUS  the  great  Lord  of  Earth  and  Sea 

J[      Spake  to  his  Son,  and  thus  he  fwore  ; 
"  Eternal  fhall  thy  Pvieilhood  be, 
M  And  change  from  Hand  to  Hand  no  more. 

2  r*  Aaron,  and  all  his  Sons,   mult  die  : 
"  But  everlafting  Life  is  thine, 

*«  To  fave  for  ever  thofe  that  fly 

*•'  For  Refuge  from  the  Wrath  civine. 

3  "  By  me  Melcbifedec  was  made 

"  On  Esrth  a  Kitig  and  Pi  reft  at  once  ; 

*<  And  Thou,  my  heav'nly  Pricft,   ftialt  plead  ; 

"  And   Thou,   my  King,   malt  rule  my   Sons.'* 

4  Je/us  the  Priell  afcends  his  Throne, 
While  Counfels  of  eternal  Peace, 
Between  the  Father  and  the  Sen, 
Proceed  with  Honour   and  Succcfs. 

5  Thro'  the  whole  Earth  his  Reign  fhall  fpread, 
And   crufh  the   Powers  that  dare  rebel  : 
Then  llia.ll  he  judge  the  rifing  Dead, 

And  fend  lie  guilty  World  to  Hell.  6  Tho' 


P  S  A  L  M  CX.  219 

6  Tho*  while  he  treads  his  glorious  Way, 
He  drinks  the  Cup  of  Tears  and  Blood, 
The  Sufferings  of  that  dreadful  Day- 
Shall  but  advance  him  near  to  God. 

P  s-a  l   m  CX.  Common  Metre, 

Chrift's  Kingdom  and  Priefthcod. 

1  YESUS,  cur  Lord  afcend  thy  Throne 
I      And  near  thy  Father  fit  ; 

In  Zion  mall  thy  Power  be  known. 
And  make  thy  Foes  fubnnt, 

2  What  Wonders  mall  thy  Gofpel  do  ! 

Thy  Conveits  fha!l  furpafs 
The  numerous  Drops  of  Morning-Dew* 
And  own  thy  fovtreign  Grace. 

3  God  hath  pronoune'd  a  firm  Decree, 

Nor' changes  what  he  fwore  ; 

"  Eternal  mall  thy  Prieflhood  be, 

"  When  Aaron  is  no  moie. 

4.  "  Mtlchifedec,   that  wond'rous  Prieft, 
*«  That  King  of  high  Degree, 
*'  That  holy  Man  who  Abraham  bk& 
",  Was  but  a  Type  of  Thee." 

5  Jefus  our  Prieft  forever     lives 

To  plead  for  us  above  ; 
Jefus  our  King  for  ever  gives 
The  Blemngs  of  his  Love. 

6  God  mail  exalt  his  glorious  Head, 

And  his  high  Throne  maintain, 
■Shall  iirike  the  Powers  and  Princes  dead, 
Who  dare  eppofe  his  Reign. 

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Psalm  CXI.     Fir  ft  Part. 

The  Wifitm  of  GOD  in  bis  Works. 
I    PONGS  cf  immortal  Praife  belong 
i^J'     To  my  Almighty  Gob  ; 
He  has  my  Heart,  and  he  my  Tongue 

To  fpread  his  Name  abroad. 

s.  How  great  the  Works  his  Hand  has  wrought  t 
How  glorious  in  our  Sight  ! 
And  Men  in  every  Age  have    fought 
His  Wonders   with  Delight. 

3  How  mofl  exaft  is  Nature's  Frame  1 

How  wife  th'  Eternal  Mind  ! 
His  Counfels  never  change  the  Scheme 
That  his  firft  Theughts  ddlgn'd. 

4  When  he  r,edeem'd_his  chofen  Sons, 

He  fix'd  his  Cov'nant  fure  : 
The  Orders  that  his  Lips  pronounce 
To  endlefs  Years  endure. 

5  Nature  and  Time,  and  Earth  and  Skies, 

Thy  heav'nly  Skill  proc'aim, 
What  ft  all  we  do  to  make  us  wife, 
But  learn  to  read  thy  Name  ? 

I  6  To  fear  thy  Fovv'r  to  truft  thy  Grace, 
Is  our  divinefr.  Skill  ! 
And  he's  the  wifeit.  of  cur  Race 
That  belt,  obeys  thy  Will. 

Psalm     CXL     Second  Part. 

The  Perftaions  of  GOD. 

j   ^REAT  is  the  Lord  ;  his  Works  of  Might 
YJT     Demand  our  nobleit  Songs  : 
Let  his  aiTemb'ed  Saints   unite 
Their  Harmony  cf  Tongues, 

2  Great 


P*S-A  L  M  CXIL  ^n 

2  Great  is  the  Mercy,  of  ihe  Lord, 

He  gives  his  Children   Food  ; 
And  ever  mindful  of  his  Word, 
He  makes  bis  Prcmife  gocd. 

3  His  Son,   the  great  Redeemer,  came 

To    feal   his ■  Cov'nant  fure  : 

Holy  and   Rev'rend  is  his  Name, 

His   Ways  are  jail  and    pure. 

4.  They  that  would  grow  divinely  wife,  • 
Mull  with  his  Fear   begin  ; 
Our  faireft  Proof  of  Knowledge  lies 
In  hating  every  Sin.  - 
Psalm   CXIL  -  As  the  irjth  Pialm. 
The  Bleffingi  of  the  liberal  Man. 

1  rpH^T  Man    is  ble§    who  Hands  in    Awe 

L      Of  God,,  and  loves  his  facred  Law  : 
His  Seed  on  Earth  mall  be  renown'd  ; 

His  Hpuie  the  Seat  of  Wealth,,  fiiall  be, 

An  unexhaulted  Treafury, 

And  with  fucceflive  Honours  crown  d. 

2  riis  lib'ral  Favours  he  extends, 

To   fome  he  gives,  to  others   lends  ; 

A  generous^Pity  fills  his  Mind  : 
Yet  what  his  Charity   impairs. 
He  faves  by  Prudence  in  Afrairs, 

And  thus  he's -juit  to  all  Mankind. 

3  His  Hands,  while  they  his  Alms  befcow'd, 
His  Glory's  future  Harvelt  fow'd  ; 

The  fweet  Remembrance  of  the  Juft 
Like  a  green  Root  revives  and  bears 
A   Train  of  Bit  flings  for  his  Heirs, 

When  dying  Nature  deeps  in  Dull. 

*fet  with  threat'ning  Dangers  round, 
Unxnov'd  fhall  he  maintain  his;GroBnd; 

mf 


222  P  S  A  L  CXII. 

His  Conference  holds   his   Cour?.ge  up  : 
The  Soul    that's  fili'd    with  Virtue's   Light, 
Shines  brighter!  in   AfRi&ior's  Night  : 

And  fees  in    Darknefs  Beams  of   Hope. 
Pause. 

5  [III  Tidings  never  can  furprrxs 

His  Heart   that  hVd  on  God  relies, 

Tho'  Waves  and  Tem pells  roar  around  : 

Safe  on  a  Rock  he  fitc,    and    fres 

The  Shipwreck  of  his  Enemies, 

And  their  Hope  and  Glory  drown'd. 

6  The  Wicked  mall  his  Triumph    fee, 
And  gnafh  their  Teeth  in   Agony, 

To  find  their  Expectations  croil  : 
They  an^  their  Envy,   Pride  and    Spite, 
Sink  down  to  everlaiting   Might, 

And  all  their  Names  in  Da^knefs  loft  ] 

Psalm    CXII.      Lena   Metre. 
The  Bkjfings  of  ihe   Pious    and  Chuniahk. 

Li   'Hp'HR !CE  happy  Man  who  fears  the  Lord, 
JL     Loves  his  Command*;  and  trails  his  Word', 
Honour  and  Peace    his  Days   attend, 
And  Blcflings   to  his  Seed  defcend. 

£.2  Companion  dwells  upon  his  Mind, 
To   Woiks  of  Mercy  iliil  inclin'd^ 

Kf  lends   the  Poor  fom.e  prefent   Aid, 
Or  gives  them,  not  to  be  repaid. 

When  Times  grow  dark,  and  Tidings  fpread 
That  fill  his  Neighbours  round  with  Dread, 
His  Heart  is  am'd  again'!  the   Fear, 
Por  God  with  all  his^  Pow'r  is  there. 

4  His  Soul  well  fix'd  upon  the   Lord 

Draws  heav'ulv  Courage  from  his  Wore?  : 


PSALM  CX1I,  CXIII.        223 

Amidil  the  Darknefs  Light  mall  rife, 
To  chear  his  Heart  and  blefs  his  E3.es, 

5   He  hath  difpers'd  his   Alms  abroad, 
His   Works  are  lull  before  his   God  ; 
His   Name  on  Earth  fhall  long  remain, 
While  envious  Sinners  fret  in  vain. 

Psalm   CXII.     Common  Metre. 
Liberality    rewarded 

1  T  TAPFY  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord, 
X~J.   And  follows  his   Commands, 
Who  Je/ids  the  Poor  without   Reward, 

Or  gives  with  liberal   Hands. 

2  As  Pity  dwells  within  his    Breafl: 
«    To  .all  the  Sons  of  Need  ; 
So  God   fhall  ajifwei    his   Requefl 

With    Bieffings  on  his  Seed. 

3  No  evil  Tidings  fhall  furp-ife 
His  welL-eftabiifh'd  Mind  ; 

His  Scul  to  Gox»,  his  Refuge  flies, 
And  leaves  his   Fear's   behind. 

4  In  Times  of  general   Din refs 
Some  Beams  of  Light  fa  ill   fhine, 

To  fhew  rhe  World   his    Rightcoufr.efs, 
And  give   him  Peace  divine. 

5  His  WTotks  of  Piety  and  Love 
Remain   before  the   Lord  ; 

Honour  on  Earth  and   J  >ys  above 
ihail  be  his  fure  Reward, 

Psalm  CXIII     Proper  Tune. 
The  Majejiy  and  Conde  cention  of  GOD. 

I    X/E   that  delight  to  ferve  the  Lo  d, 
j[      The   Honours  of  his  Name  record, 
.His  facred  JN,ame  for  ever  bl.efs  =  What- 


224  PSALM   CXIIL 

What-e'er  the  circling  Sun  difplays 
His  riiing  Beams,  or  fetting  Rays,- 
Let  Lands  and    Seas  his  PovvVconfefs. 

2  Not  Time,   nor   Nature's  narrow    Round?, 
Can   give  his  vaft  Dominion    Bounds   ; 

The   Heav'ns   are  far  below  his  Height ; 
Let   no  created  Greatnefs  dare 
With  our  eternal  God  compare, 

Arm'd  with  his  uncreated  Might. 

3  He  bows  his  glorious  Head  to  view 
What  the  bright  Hofls  of  Angels  do, 

And  bends  his  Care  to  mortal  Things  : 
His  fovereign    Hand  exalts  the  Poor, 
He  takes  the  Needy  from  the  Door, 

And  makes  them  Compa-  y  for  Kings. 

4  When  childlef-    Families  defpair, 
He  fends  the  Bleffings    of  an   Heir, 

To   ref~ue  th-ir  expiring  Name  ; 
The  Mother  with  a  thankful  Voice 
Proclaims    hib    Praifes  F.nd    her  Joys  ; 
Let  every   Age  advance  his  Fame. 
Psalm     CXIIL     Long  Metre. 
GOD    Sovereign  avd  Gracious. 
.1   *\7E  Servants  of  th'  Almighty  King, 
\      In  every  Age  his  Praifes  fing  ; 
Where  e'er  the  Sun   mall  rife  or  fet, 
The   Nations  mall  his  P'raife  repeat. 

2  Above  the   Earth,  beyond  the    Sky 
Stands  his    high   Throne  of  Majffty  ; 
Nor  Time    nor  Place  hii  Pcw'er  reftrain, 
Nor  bound  his  univerfal  Reign. 

g  Which  of  the  Sons  cf  Adam   dare, 
Or  Angels  with  their  God  compare  ? 
His  Glories  how  divinely  bright, 
Who  dwells  in  uncreated  Lijiti  4  Be- 


PSALM    CXIV.  225 

Behold  his  Love,  he  ftoops  to  view 
What  Saints  above  and  Angels    do  ; 
And  condefcends  yet  more  to  know 
The  mean  ,  Affairs  of  Men  below. 

'5   Fron  Dud   and   Cottages  obfcure 
His    Grace  exalts  the  Humble  Poor  ; 
Gives  them  the  Honour  of  his  Sons, 
And  fits  them  for  their  heavenly  Thrones. 

[A  Word  of  his  creating  Voice 
Can  make  the  barren    Houfe  rejoice  : 
Tho'   Sarah's  ninety    Years  were  pad, 
The  promis'd  Seed  is    born  at   laft. 

With   Joy  the  Mother  views  her  Son, 
And   teils  the   Wonders  God  has  done  ; 
Faith   may  grow  ftrong  when   Senfe  dcfpairs  ; 
If  Nature  fails    the  Promife  bears.] 

Psalm    CXIV. 

Miracles   attending  Ifrael's    "Journey. 

HEN  IfraU,  freed  from    Pharaotis  Hand, 
Left  the   pro  id   [tyrant  and  his  I  and, 
The  Tribes   with   chcarfui   Homage  own 
Their  King,  and   Judah  was  his  Throne. 

2  A-crofs  tre  Deep  their  Journey  lay  ; 
The  Deep  divides  to  make  them  Way  ; 
Jordan  beheld  their  March,  and  fled 
With  backward  Current  to  his  Head. 

3  The  Mountains  mock  like  frighted   Sheep, 
Like  Lambs   the  little  Hii locks  leep  ! 
Not   Sinai  on  her  Bafe   could  ftand, 
Confcious  of  fov'reign  Pow'r  at   Hand. 

4  What   Pow'r  could  make  the  Deep  divide  t 
Make  Gordon  backward  roll  his  Tide  i 

Why 


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226  PSALM  CXV. 

Why  did  ye  leap,  ye   little  Hills  ? 
And  whence  the  Fright  that  Sinai  feels  ? 

5  Let  ev'ry   Mountain,  ev'ry  Flood 
Retire  and  know  th1  approaching  God, 
The  King  of  Ihml  ;  fee    him   here; 
Tremble  thou  Earth,  adore  and   fear. 

6  He  thunders,  and    all   Nature  mourns, 
The  Rock  to  (landing  Pools  he  turns  ; 
Flints    fpring   with  Fountains  at  his    Word, 
And  Fires  and  Seas    confefs  the    Lord. 

Psalm  CXV.    Firfl  Metre. 

The  true  GOD    our   Refuge  ;   or,   Idolatry  reprov'd. 

'OT  to  our  ourfelve?,    who   are  but  Dull, 


N, 


lot  to  curfelv.s   is   Glory  due, 
Eternal    God,  thou  only    Juft, 
T-hou   only  Gracious,   Wife   and  True. 

2  Shine  forth  in  all  thy   dreaiful   Name; 
Why  mould  a  Heathen  i,  haughty    Tongue 
Infult  us.   and   to  raife  our   Shame, 

Say,  "  Where's    the  GOD  you've  fervid  fi  long? 

3  The  God  we  ftrve  maintains  his  Throne 
Above  the 'Clouds,  be'sond    the  Skies, 
Thro'  all  the   Earth    his   Will  is  done, 

He  knows  our  Groans,  he  hears  our  Cri^s. 

4  But  the    vain  Idols  they  adore 

Are    fenfelefs  Shapes  of  Stone  and    Wood: 
Ax  belt  a    mafs  of  glkt'ripg  O/e, 
A  iilver  Saint,   or  golden  God. 

5  [With  Eyes  and    Ears,   they  carve  their  Head  ; 
Deaf  are  their   Eais,  theii  Eyes  are    blind; 

In  vain  are  coilly    Offerings  made, 
And  Yow&  are  fcatter'd  in  the  Wind, 

t>  Their 


PSALM    CXV.  227 

[6  Their  Feet  were  never  made  to  move, 
Nor  Hands  to  fave  when  Mortals  pray  ; 
Mortals  that  pay  them   Fear  or  J,ove, 
Seem  to  be  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 

7  O  I/rae/y  make  the  Lord  thy  Hope. 
Thy  Help,   thy  Refuge,  and  thy  Reft  ; 
The  Lord  fhall  build  thy  Ruins  up, 
And  blefs  the  People  and  the  Prieft. 

8  The  Dead  no  more  can  fpeak  thy  Praife, 
They  dwell  in  Silence  in  the  Grave  ; 
Bat  v-e  fhall  live  to  "fing  thy  Grace, 
And  tell  the  World  thy  Pow'r  to    fave. 

Psalm     CXV.    Second  Metre.     As  the  New 

Tune  of  the  50th  Pfalm. 

Pepijb   Idolatry  reprcvd. 

A  Pfalm  for  the   5 ih  of  November. 

1  ^^TOTtoour  ^arnes>  Thou  only  J  ait  and  True, 
X^l    Not  to  our  worthlefs  Names  is  Glory  due  : 

Thy  Power  andGrace,  thy  Truth  and  Juiiice  claim 
Immortal  Honours  to  thy  fov'reign  Name 
Shine  thro'  theEarth  fromtieav'n,  thy  bleft  Abode, 
Nor  Jet  the  Heathens  fay  :  And  where* ty cur  Gid? 

(Throne, 

2  Heav'n  is  thine  higher  Court  :  There  itands  thy 
And  thro*  the  lower  Worlds  thy  Will  is  done  : 
OurGoDfram'dallthisEarthjthefeHeavenshefpread, 
But  Fools  adore  the  Gods  their  Hands  have  made  ; 
The  kneeling  Croud,  with  Looks  devout,  behold 
Their  Silver-Saviours,  and  their  Saints  of  Gold. 

3  [Vain  are  thofc  artful  Shapes  of  Eves  and  Ears  ; 
The  molten  image  neither  fees  nor  hears  : 
Their  Hands  are  helplefs,  nor  their  Feet  can  move, 
1  he)  have  no  Speech,  nor 'thought,  nor  Power,  nor 
ytt!octiihMortalsmaketbeirlcngComplaint--(Love  : 
To  their  deaf  ldois,  and  their  meveleis  Saints. 

4.  The 


228  PSALM  CXVI. 

4  The  Rich  have  Statues  well  adorn'd  with  Gold  ; 
The  Poor  content  with  Gods  of  coarfer  Mould, 
With  Tools  of  iron  carve  the  fenfelef*  Stock- 
Lopt  from  a  Tree,  or  broken  from  a  Rock  : 
People  and  Prieft  drive  on  the  folemn  Trade, 
And  truft  the  Gods  that  Saws  and  Hammers  made.] 

5  Be  Heaven  and  Earth  amazM  \  'Tis  hard  to  fay 
Which  is  more  ftupid,  or  their  Gods,  or  they. 

O  I/raei,  truft  the  Lord  :  He  hears  and  fees, 
He  knows  thy  Sorrows  and  reftores  thy  Peace  : 
His  Worfhip  does  a  thoufand  Comforts  yield, 
He  is  thy  Help,  and  he  thine  heav'nly  Shield. 

6  CofVrftfcirruft  the  Lord  :  Thy  Foes  in  vain 
Attempt  thy  Ruin  and  oppofe  his  Reign  ; 

Had  they  prevail'd  Darknefs  had  clos-'4-our  Days, 
And  Death  and  Silence  had  forbid  his  Praife  : 
Eut  we  are  fav'd,  and  live  :  Let  Songs  ariie, 
'/ifoftiiif&btefo  the  God  that  built  the  Skies. 
Psalm     L'XVI.     Firft  Part. 
Recovery  jrom  Sicknejs. 
i   "J"  Love  the  Loid  :  He  heard  my  Cries, 
_£      And  piryrd  every  Groan, 
Long  as  I  live,  when  Troubles  rife,  . 
I'll  haflen  to  his  Throne. 

2  I  love  the  Lord  :   He  bow'd  his  Ear, 

And  ch2sJd  my  Griefs  away  : 

O  let  my  Heart  no  more  defpair, 

When  I  have  Breath  to  pray  ! 

3  My  FJcfti  dedin'd,  mv  Spirits  fell, 

And  I  drew  near  the  Dead, 
While  inward  Pangs  and  Fears  of  Hell 
Perplcx'd  my  wakeful  Head. 

4  •«  My  God,  I  cry'd,  thy  Servant  five, 

"  Thou  ever  good  and  joft  ; 
"  Thy  Pow'r  can  refcue.fiom  the  Grave, 
**  Thy  Pow'r  is  aii  my  Truft.  $   The 


PSALM  CXVI.  229 

The  Lord  beheld  me  fore  diftreft, 

He  bid  my  Pains  remove  : 
Return,  my  Soul,  to  God  thy  Reft, 

For  thou  haft  known  his  Love, 

5  My  God  hath  fav'd  my  Soul  from  Death, 
And  dry'd  my  falling  Tears  : 
Now  to  his  Praife  I'll  fpend  my  Breath, 
And  my  remaining  Years. 
Psalm  CXVI.    12,  &c.     Second   Part. 
Voius  made  in  Trouble  paid  in  the  Church  ;  or,  Publick 
•Thanks  for  private  Deliverance. 

1  \T7H^T  mail  I  render  to  my  God 

VV       For  a11  nis  Kindnefs  mown  ? 
My  Feet  mall  vifit  thine  Abode, 
My  Songs  addrefs  thy  Throne. 

2  Among  the  Saints  that  fill  thine  Houfe 

My  Offerings  mall  be  paid  ; 
There  mail  my  Zeal  perform  the  Vows  - 
My  Soul  in  Anguifh  made. 

•3  How  much  is  Mercy  thy  Delight, 
Thou  ever-blefied  God  ! 
How  dear  thy   Servants  in  thy  Sight  ? 
How   precious  is  their  Blood  r 

4  How  happy  all  thy  Servants  are  ! 

How  great  thy  Grace  to  me  ! 
My  Life  which  thou  hail:  made  thy  Care, 
Lord,  I  devote  to  Thee. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine, 

Nor  fhall  my  Purpofe  move'; 
Thy  Hand  has  loos'd  my  Bonds  of  Pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  Love. 

6  Here  in  thy  Courts  I  leave  my  Vow, 

And  thy  rich  Grace  record  : 
Witnefs,  ye  Saints,  who  hear  me  now, 

If  i  forfake  .the  Lord,  Psalm 


230     PSALM  CXVII,  CXV1II. 

Psalm     CXVII.     Common  Metre. 
Praife  10  GOD  pom  all  Nations. 

1  (~\  All  ye  Nations,  praife  the  Lord, 
V-/  Each  with  a  different  Tongue  j 
In  every  Language  learn  hi:    Word, 

And  let  his  Nsme  be  fung. 

2  His  Mercy  reigns  thro*  ev'ry  Land  : 

Proclaim  Ids  Grace  abroad  ; 
For  ever  firm  his  Truth  mall  fland  \ 
Praife  ye  the  faithful  God. 

Psalm     CXVIL     Lorg  Metre. 

1  T?ROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  Skies 
X*     Let  the  Geato  %  Praife  aiife  : 

Let  the  Redeemers   Name  be  fung 
Thro'  ev^iy  Land,  by  ev'ry  Tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thv  Mercies,  Lord  ; 
Eternal  Truth  anend*   thy  Word  ; 

Thy  Praife  fhall  found  from  Shore  to  Shore, 
Till  Sun  fhall  rife  and  fet  no  more. 

Psalm     CXVII.     Short  Metre. 

THY   Name,   Almighty  Lord, 
Shall  found  :^o'  diltant  Lands  : 
Great  is  iky  Grace,  and  fure  thy  Word  : 
Thy  Truth  lor  ever  Hands. 

2  Far  be  thine  Honour  fpread, 
And  long  'thy   Praife  endure, 
Till  Morning  Light  and  Evening  Shade 
Shall  be  exchung'd  no  moje. 

Psalm      CXV1I1.     Fir  ft  Part.  Ver.  £— 15. 

Deliver  ana  from  a   Tumult. 
I    *  j  VHE  Lord  appears  my  Helper  now, 
X         Nor  is  my   Faith  afraid 
V>  nat  all  the  Sons  ol  Earth  can  do, 
Since  Heaven  affords  its  Aid.  2  Ti 


P  S  A  L  AfCXVIII.  231 

[2  'Tis  fafer,  Lord,  to  hope  in  Thee,'\ 
And  have  my  God   my  Friend, 
Than  truft  in  Men  of  high  Degree, 
And   on  their   Truth  depend. 

Like  Bees    my    Foes  befet  me  round, 

A  large  and   angry  Swarm  ; 
But  I  mall  all    their  Rage   confound 
By  thine  Almighty  Arm. 

'Tis  thro'  the  Lord  my   Heart  is    ftrong, 

In  him    my    Lips   rejoice  ; 
While  his    Salvation    is  my  Song, 

How  chearful  is  my   Voice  ! 

Like  angry    Bees  they  girt  me  round  ; 

When    God  appears    they    fly  : 
So   burning  Thorns  with  crack'ling  Sound 

Make   a  fierce  Blaze,  and   die. 

Joy  to  the  Saints    and  Peace  belongs ; 

The  Lord   protects  their  Days  : 
Let  Ifrael  tunc  immortal   Songs 
To  his  Almiehty  Grace. 
Psalm   CXVIII.    Second  Part.   Ver.    17 — 21. 
Pub  lick  Praije  for  Deliverance  from  Death. 

1  T    ORD,  thou   haft   heard  thy   Servant  cry, 
1   j    And    refcu'd   from   the  Grave  ; 

Now  mall  he  live  :   (and  none  can  die, 
If  God  reiolve    to  lave) 

2  Thy  Praife   more   conftant    than  before, 

Shalj    fill  his  daily    Breach  ; 
Thv   H?.nd  that  hath  chaiHs'd  him  fore 
Defends  h"m  ftill  from  Death. 

3  Open  the  Gates  of  Zion  now, 

For  we  mall   wcrinir  there, 
The   Houfe  where   all  the  Righteous  go 
Thy  Mercy  to  declare.  4.  Among 


232  PSALM  CXVIII 

4  Among  tV   Afiemblies   of  thy  Saints 
Our  thankful  Voice  we  raife ; 
There  we  have   told  thee  our  Complaints, 
And   there  we  fpeak  thy  Praife. 

Psalm  CXVIII.    Third  Part.  Ver.    22,    2 
Chrift  the  Foundation  of  the  Church. 

1  TQEHOLD  the  fure  Foundation  Stone 
J£5   Which  God  in   Zicn  lays, 
To  build  our  heav'nly  Hopes    upon, 

And  his  eternal   Praife. 

2  Chofen  of  God,  to   Sinners  dear, 

And   Saints   adore  the  Name, 
They  truft   their   whole  Salvation  here, 
Nor  mall   they   fuffer  Shame. 

3  The  fooliih  Builders,   Scribe  and  Prieft, 

Rejecl  it    with    Difdain  ; 
Yet  on  this  Rock  the  Church  mall  reft, 
And  Envy   rage    in  vain. 

4  What  tho'  the  Gates  of  Hell   withftood  > 

Yet  muft  this  Building  rife  : 
'Tis  thy  owi;  Work  Almighty  God, 
And  wond'rous  in  our  Eyes. 

P   s   a   L   u  CXVIII.  Fourth  Part.  Ver.  24,  25,  26. 

Hofanna  ;  the  Lord's-Day  ;  or,  Chrift'/  Rejurreclion, 

and  our  Salvation. 

1  '"TT^HIS  is  the  Day  the  Lord  hath  made, 

J[      He  calls  the  Hours  his   own  ; 
Let    Heaven  rejoice,  let  Earth  be  glad, 
And  Praife   furround   thy  Throne. 

2  To-day  he  rofe  and  left  the  Dead  ; 

And   Satan's    Empire  fell   ; 
To-day  the  Saints  his    Triumph  fpr  ead. 

And  all  his  Wonders  tell.  *  3  Hofanna 


P  S  A  L   M    CXVIII.         233 

3  Ho/anna  to  th*  anointed  King, 
To  David's  holy  Son  : 
Help  us,    O   Lord  ;  defcend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  Throne. 

<4  Bleft  be  the  Lord,  who  conies  to  Men 
With  Meflages  of  Grace  ; 
Who  comes  in  God  his  Father's  Name, 
To  fave  our  finfal  Race. 

Ho/anna  in  the  high  eft  Strains 
The  Church  cm  Earth  can  raife  ; 

The  higheft  Heavens,  in  which  he  reign?, 
Shall  give  him  nobler  Praife. 

Psalm  CXVIII.    <Ver.  22-27.    Short  Metre. 
An  Hofanna/cr  the  Lord's-Day  \  or,   A  new  Song 
of  Salvation    by    Cbrift. 

SEE  what  a  living  Stone 
The  Builders  did  refufe  ; 
Yet  God   hath  built  his  Church  thereon 
In  fpite  of  envious  Jews. 

2  The  Scribe  and  -angry    Prieft 

Reje&  thine  only  Son  ; 
Yet  on  this   Rock  ihall   Zion  reft, 
As  the  chief  Corner-ftone. 

3  The  Work,  O  Lord,  is  thine, 

And  Wondrous  in  our  Eyes  : 
This  Day  declares  it  all  divine, 
This    Day  did   J  ejus  rife. 

4  This  is  the  glorious  Day 

That  our  Redeemer  made  ; 
Let  os  rejoice  and  ling,  and  pray,  t 
Let  all  the  Church  be  glad, 

to  the  King 
David's  royal  Blood  ;  Blefs 


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PSALM  CXV1II. 


Blefs  him,  ye  Saints   he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  from   your  God. 

6  We  blefs  thine  holy    Word 

Which  ail   this  Grace  difplays  ; 
And  offer   on  thine  Altar  Lord, 
Our  Sacrifice  of  Praife. 

Psalm    CXVIII.      zz—-zj.    Long:  Metre,   i 
An  Hofanna/or  .the  Lord's   Day  ;  or,  A  neu;  Song  of  \ ' 
Sal-vat  ion  by    Chrift. 

1  T    O!  what  a  glorious  Comer-ilone 

I  j  The  Jrwijb  Builders  did    refufe  : 
But  God  hath  built  his  C}iuich  thereon, 
In  fpight  of  Envy  and   the   Jews. 

2  Great  God,  the  Work   is    all   divine, 
The  Joy  and    Wonder  of  our  Eyes; 
This  is   the  Day  that  proves  it  thine, 
The  Day  that  law  our  Saviour  rife. 

3  Sirners  rejoice,  and  Saints  be  glad : 
Hojannah,  let  his  Name   be   blelt  ; 
A  thou  find  Honours  on  his  Head 
With   Peace  and    Light  and  Glory  reft  ! 

4  In  Grd's  own    Name   he  comes,   to  bring 

Salvation    to  our    d\ing  Race  ; 

Let. the  whole  Church  addrrfs   their  King 

W  iih   Hearts    of  Joy,  and  Songs  of  Praife. 

Psalm    CXIX. 

[/  have  coV.<£led  a,.d  djpojed  the  mofi  ufeful I 
Verles  of  this  Pjalm  under  eiyijtem  different  Heads  y 
and  formed  a  D'  ine  Scnvr  upon  each  of  them  But 
the  lrerjes  are  much  tranfpojed,  to  at  t tin  fome  De- 
gree of   Con,  eu.cn 

In  to  v  r'laces,  among  theWards  Law,  C.  mmands, 
Judgment*,  I  eiUmonie.,  I  hwus  ujeu  Gofyel,  Word, 

Giace, 


PSALM  CXIX.  235 

Grace,  Truth,  Promifes,£5V.  as  mere  agreeable  to  the 
jAVw  Tejlament,  and  the  common  Language  cf . 
Xlhiftians,  ar.d  it  equally  anjavers  the  Deftgn  of  the 
Pfalmift.,  tvbicb  nuat  to  recommend  the  h<ly  Scripture, 

Psalm  CXIX.  Firft  Part. 

7 'be  BhJJednefs  of  Saints,  and  Mifery  of  Sinners* 
Ver.      f,    2,   3. 

1  TJLEST  are  the  undefil'd  in  Heart, 
J3  Whofe  Ways  are  right  and  clean  ;. 
Who  never  from  thy  Law  depait, 

But  fly  from  every.  Sin. 

2  BTeft  are  the  Men  that  keep  thy  Word, 

And  pradtife  thy  Commands  ; 
With  their  whole  Heart  they  feek  the  Lord, 
And  ferve  Thee  with  their  Hands. 
Ver.  165. 

3  Great  is  their  Peace  who  love  thy  Law  ; 

How  firm  their  Souls  abide  ! 
Nor  can  a  bold  Temptation  draw 
Their  iieady  Feet  afide. 
Ver.  6. 
4. Then  mail  my  He^rt  have  inward  Joy, 
And  keep  my  lace  from  Shame, 
When  pV\   thy  Statute?  I  r  bey, 
And  honour  al!  thy  N;'me. 
.     Ver    2  1     118 

5  But  haughty  Sinners  Gpd  wi'I  hate, 

The  Proud  'mall  die  acciird  .; 
The  Sons  of  Fallhood  and  iJeccit 
Are  trodder:   to  the   DalK 
Ver.    1   9,    255 

6  Vile  as  the  Dr^ic  the   ^'-cked  are  : 

r?  chdt  leave  thy   Wiys 
Shaj  (nation   horn  0ta:, 

r  taile  thy  Giacs. 
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4  36  PSALM  CXIX. 

P  s    a    L    m      CXIX,      Second  Part. 

Secret  Devotion  and  Spiritual  Mindednefs  ;  or,  Con-  ' 
flam   Con-ver/e  with  GOD. 

Ver.   147,   ?$, 
■3   /T*0  tnee>  before  the  dawning  Light, 
J,        My  gracious  God  I  pray  ; 
I  medicate  thy  Name  by  Night, 
And  keep  thy  Law  by  Pay. 
Ver.  81. 
.2  My  Spirit  faints  to  fee  thy  Grace, 
Thy  Promife  bears  me  up  : 
And  while  Salvation  long  delays, 
Thy  Word  fupports  my  Hope. 
Ver.   164. 
3  Seven  Times  a  Day  I  lift  my  Hand, 
And  pay  my  Thanks  to  Thee, 
Thy  righteous  Providence  demands 
Repeated  Praife  from  me. 
.Ver.   62. 
/,  When  Midnight-Dai knefs  veils  the  Skies, 
I  call  thy  Works  to  mind  ; 
My  Thoughts  in  warm  Devotion  rife, 
And  fwcet  Acceptance  find. 

Psalm     CXIX,     Third  Part. 

ProfeJJton  of  Sincerity,   Repentance,  and  Obedience. 

Ver.   57,  60. 
.1  '"nr^HOU  art  my  Portion,  O  my  God  ; 
J[      S001  as   f  know  thy  Way, 
My  Heart  makes  hafte  t'  obey  thy  Word, 
And  fuffers  no  Delay. 

Ver.    $o,    14. 
•2  I  chufe  the  Path  of  heavenly  Truth, 
And  glory  in  my  Choice  : 
Not  allthe  Riches  rf  the  Earth 
.Could  make  me  fo  rejoice.  $  The 


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PSALM   CXIX.  2 

3  The  Teftimonies  of  thy  Grace 

Itfet  before  my  Eyes  ; 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  Strength, 
And  there  my  Comfort  lies. 
Ver.   59. 

4  If  once  I  wander  from  thy  Path, 

I  think  upon  my  Ways, 
Then  turn  my  Feet  to  thy  Commands, 
And  truft  thy  pard'ning  Grace. 
Ver.   94,   114.. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine, 

O  fave  thy  Servant,  Lord, 
Thou  art  my  Shield,  my  Hiding-place; 
My  Hope  is  in  thy  Word. 
Ver.    112. 

6  Thou  haft  inclin'd  this  Heart  of  mine 

Thy  Statutes  to  fulfil  : 
And  "thus  till  mortal  Life  mail  end 
Would  I  perform  thy   Will. 

Psalm     CXIX.    Fourth  Part, 

Inftrufiion  from  Scripture. 
Ver.  9. 

1  TTOW  mail  the  Young  fecure  their  Hearts, 
X  JL     And  guard  their  Lives  from  Sin  ; 
Thy  Word  the  choiceft  Rules  imparts 

To  keep  the  Conicience  clean. 
Ver.   130. 

2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  Mind, 

It  fprea'ds  fuch  Light  abroad, 
The  meaneft  Souls  Initruclion  find, 
And  raife  their  Thoughts  to   God. 
Ver.    105, 
3.  'Tis  like  the  Sun,  a  heavenly  Light, 
That  guices  us    ?\\   the.  Day; 
And  thro'  the  Dangers  of  the  Night, 

A  Lamp  to  lead  our  Way.        L  2        Ver, 


238  PSALM    CXIX. 

Ver.  99,   100. 

4  The  Men  that  keep  thy  Law  with  Care, 

And  meditate   thv    Word, 
Grow'wifer  than  their  Teachers  are 
And  better  know  the   Lord. 

Ver.   104,      113. 

5  Thy  Precepts  make  me  truly  wife  ; 

I  hate  the  Sinner's  Road  : 
I  hate  my  o*vn  vain  Thoughts  that  rife, 
But  love  thy  Law,  my  God. 
Ver.  89,  90,  91. 

6  [The  ftarry  Heav'ns  thy  Rule  obey, 

The  Earth  maintains  her  Place  ; 
And  thefe  thy  Servants  Night  and  Day 
Thy  Skill  and  Power  exprefs. 

7  But  ftill  thy   Law  and   Gofpel,  Lord, 

Have    [  efibns  more  divine: 
Not  Earth  ftands  firmer  than  thy  Word, 
Nor  Stars  fo  nobly  mine.] 

Ver.    16©,   140,  9,   116. 
S  Thy  Word  is  everlaiting  Truth 
How  pure  is  ev'ry  Page  ! 
That  holy  Book  (hall  guide  our  Youth, 
And  well  fupport  our  Age. 

P   3   a   L   m   CXIX.     Fifth  Part. 

Delight  in  Scripture  ;  or,  the  Word  of  GOD  dwsU 
ling  in  us. 

Ver.  97. 

1  f~\  How  I  love  thy  holy  Law  1 
\J     'Tis  daily  my  Delight  ; 
And  thence  mv  Meditations  draw 

Divine  Advice  by  Night. 
Ver.    148. 

2  My  waking  E}C£  prevent  the  Day 

To  meditate  thy  Word  :  My 


P  S  A  L  M  CXIX.  -  239 

My  Soul  with  Longing  melts  away 
To  hear  thy  Gofpel,  Lord. 
Ver.    V,    13,   u- 

3  How  doth  thy  Word  my  Heart  engage  ? 

How  well  employ  my  Tongue, 
And  in  my  tireiome  Pilgrimage 
Yields  me  a  heavenly  Song. 
Ver  19,   103. 

4  Am  I  a  Stranger,  or  at  Home, 

'Tis  my  perpetual  Feaft  ; 
Nor  Honey  dropping  from  the  Comb 
So  much  allures  the  Taile. 
Ver.  72,   j  27. 

5  No  Treasures  £0  enrich  the  Mind  ; 

Nor  mail  thy  Word  be  fold 
For  Loads  of  Silver  well  rehVJ, 
Nor  Heaps  of  choiceft  Gold. 
*  Ver.   28,  49,    175. 

6  When  Nature  fxnks,  and  Spirits  droop3 

Thy  Promifes  of  Grace 
Atq  Pillars  to  Support  my  Hope, 
And  there  I  write  thy  Praife. 

Psalm     CXIX.     Sixth  Part. 

Holine/s  and  Comfort  from  the  Word, 

Ver.   1 28. 

1  T    ORD,  I  efteem  thy  Judgments  right, 
I   j     And  all  thy  Statutes  juft  ; 

1  .hence  I  maintain  a  conftant  Fight 
With  ev'ry  flatt'ring  Lull. 
Ver,  97,  9. 

2  Thy  Precepts  often  I  furvey  : 

I  keep  thy  Law  in  Sight 
Thro'  all   the  Buiinefs  of  the  Day, 
To  form  my  Aclions  right, 

Ki  v« 


24o  PSALM  CXIX. 

Vert   6z. 

3  My  Heart  in  Midnight  Silence  cries, 

"  How  fweet  thy  Comforts  be  ; 
My  Thoughts  in  holy  Wonder  rife, 
And  bring  their  Thanks  to  Thee. 

Ver.     16:. 

4  And  when  my  Spirit  drinks  her  Fill, 

At  fome  good   Word  of  thine, 
Not  Mighty  Men  that  ftrare  t  e   Spoil 
Have  Joys  cofcipar'd  to  mine. 
Psalm      CXIX      Seventh  Fart. 
Xmperfifticn  of  Nature,  and  P  rf  ci  on  of  Scripture, 
Ver.  9A  paraphras'di 
ET  all  the  Heathen  Writers  join 


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To  form  one  perfect  BooJ 


Great  God,  if  onct  compar'd  wi  h  thine, 
How  mean    their    Writings   look. 

2  Not  the  moil  perfect  Rules  they  gave 

C.uld  fhew  one  Sin  forgiv'n  r 

Nor  lead  a  Step  beyond  the  Grave, 

but  thine  conduct  to  Heaven. 

3  I've  feen  an   End  to  what  we  call 

Perfection   here  below  ; 
How  mort  the  Pow'rs    of  Nature   fall, 
And  can  no  farther  go. 

4  Yet  Men   would  fain   be  juftwith  God, 

By  Woiks  their  Hands  have  wrought; 
But  thy  Commands,  exceeding   broad 
Extend  to  ev'ry  Thought. 

5  In  vain  we  bcafl  Perfection  here, 

Whi'e  Sin  defiles  our  Frajne  ; 

And  finks  our  Virtues  clown  fo  far, 

They  fcarce  deferve  the  Name. 

<>  Our  Faith,  and  Love,  and  ev'ry  Grace 

l<all  Tar  below  thy  Woid  ;  But 


PSALM   CXIX.  2-41- 

■ 

But  perfect  Truth  and  Righteoufnefs 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord, 

Psalm     CXIX.     Eighth  Part. 

The  Word  of  GOD  is  the  Saint's  Portion  ;   or,  The 

Excellency  and  Variety  of  Scripture. 

Ver.    in.  paraphras'd. 

1  1*    ORD,  I  have  made  thy  Word  my  Choice,  > 
1  j     My  lairing  Heritage  ; 

There  mall  my  nobleft  Powers  rejoice. 
My  wtrmeit  Thoughts  engage. 

2  I'll  read  the  Hiilories  of  thy  Love, 
•    And  keep  thy  Laws  in  Sight, 
While  through  the  Promifes  I  rove, 

With  ever-frefh  Delight. 

3  'Tis  a  broad  Land  of  Wealth  unknown. 

Where  Springs  of  Life  arife. 
Seeds  of  immo/tal  Blifs  are  fown? 
And  hidden  Glory  lies. 

4  The  bell  Relief  that  Mourners  have, 

It  makes  our  Sorrows  bleft  ; 
Our  faireft  Hope  beyond  the  Grave, 
And  our  etewial  Reft. 

Psalm     CXIX.     Ninth  Part. 

Vefrs  of  Knowledge  ;  or,  Tie  Teaching  of  the  Spirit 

with  the.  Word. 

Ver.  64,  68,   18. 

1  rpHY  Mercies  fill  the  Earth,  O  Lord, 

J_      How  good  thy  Works  appear  I 
Open  my  Eyes  to  read  thy  Word, 
And  fee  thy  Wonders  there. 
Ver.  73,    125. 

2  My  Heart  was  fafnion'd  by  thy  Hand, 

My  Service  is  thy  Cue, 
O  make  thy  Servant  underftand 
The.  Duties  he, mult  dc,  L  a. 


2  ^2  PSALM  CXIX. 

Ver.    [9. 

3  Since  I'm  a  Stranger  here  below, 

Let  not  thy  Path  be  hid, 
Bu:  mark  the  Road  my  Feet  mould  go, 
And  be  my  conitant  Guide. 
Ver.   26.- 

4  When  I  confefs'd  my  wandring  Ways, 

Thou  heard'ft  my  Soul  complain  ; 
Grant  me  the  Teachings  ot  thy  Grace, 
Or  I  fhall  flray  again. 

Ver.   3<,    34. 

5  If  God  to  me  his  Statutes  mew, 

And  heav'nly  Truth  impart, 
His  Work  for  ever  I'll  purfue, 
His  Law  mall  rule  my  Heart. 
Ver.   50,  71. 

6  This  was  my  Comfort  when  I  bore 

Variety  of  Grief  : 
It  made  me  learn  thy  Word  the  more, 
And  fly  to  that  Relief. 
Ver  51. 
j  [In  vain  the  Proud  deiide  me  now  ; 
I'll  ne'er  fcrget  thy  Law, 
Nor  let  that  bieffed  Gofpel  go 
Whence  all  my   Hopes  I  draw. 

Ver.  27,   171. 

%  When,  I  have  learn'd  my   Father's    Will, 

I'll  teach  the  World  his  Ways  ; 

My  thankful   Lips  infpir'd  with  Z*a1, 

bhiil  kud  pronounce  his  Praiie.] 

Psalm  CXIX.     Tenth  Patt. 


■B 


¥  leading  the  Pron/ijh. 

Ver.   58,  49. 
Ehold  thy  waiting  Servant,  Lord, 

Devoted  to  ihy  fear  ;  Remember 


PSALM   CXIX.  243 

Remember  and  con  mm  thy  Word, 
For  all  my  Hopes  are  there. 
Ver.  41,  58,  107'. 

2  Haft  thou  not  writ  Salvation  down, 

And    promis'd  quick'ning  Grace  ? 
Dork  not  my  Heart  address  thy  Throne  ? 
And  yet  thy  Love  delays.. 
Ver.    123,  42. 

3  Mine  Eyes  for  thy  Salvation  fail  ; 

O  bear  thy  Servant  up  ; 
Nor  let  the  fcoffing  Lips  prevail, 
Who  dare  reproach  my   Hope, 
Ver.  49,  74. 

4  Didfl  thou   not  raife  my  Faith,  O  Lord  ? 

Then  let  thy  Truth  appear  : 
Saints  ihall  rejoice  in  my  Reward, 
And  truft  as  well  as  fear. 

P  s  a  l   M  CXIX.     Eleventh  Part, 

Breathing  after  Holine/s. 

Ver.  5,  33.    • 

1  /"\  That  the  Lord  would  guide  my  Ways 
\J     To  keep  his  Statutes  ft  11  ! 

O  that  my  God  would  grant  me  Grace 
To  know  and  do  his   Will  ! 
Ver.   29 

2  O  fend  thy  Spirit  down  to  write 

Thy  Law  upon  my  Heart, 
Nor  let  my  Tongue  indulge  Deceit, 
Nor-acVthe  Liar's  Part. 

Ver.   37,   36. 

3  From  Vanity  turn  off  my  Eyes  ; 

Let  no  corrupt  Defign, 
Nrr  ccveteus  Defirer  arife 
Within  this  Soul  of  mine, 

L  5  Ver, 


2J4  PSALM  CXIX. 

Ver.    133. 

4  Order  my  Footfleps  by  thy  Word, 

And  make  my  Heart  Jin  cere  ; 
Let  Sin  have  no  Dominion,    Lord, 

But  keep  my  Confcience  clear. 
..     0  Ver.    176. 

5  Kv  Soul  bath  gone  too  far  aflray, 

My  teet  too  often  flip  ; 
let  unce  I've  not  forgot  thy  Way 
Keitore  thy  wand'ring  Sheep. 
Ver.   3  c 

6  Make  me  t0  walk  ift  lhy"  Command 

^  is  a  delightful  Road  ; 
INcr  let  my  ilead,  or  Heart,  or  Hands, 
^fr^nd  againit  my  God. 

Psalm     CXIX.     Twelfth  Part, 

Breathing  after  Comfort  and  Deliverance, 

Ver.    15  j. 
j    "]\  /TY  God,  conlider  my  Diftrefs, 
J_VX     kei  Mercy  plead  my  Caufe  : 
Though  I  have  fmn'd  againil  thy  Grace, 
I  can't  forget  thy  Laws. 

Ver.    39,   116. 
2.  Forbid,  forbid  the  (harp  Reproach, 
Which  I  fo  ju'illy  fear  ; 
Uphold  my  Life,  uphold  my   Hopes, 
Nor  let  my  Shame  appear. 
Ver.    122,    135. 

3  Be  thou  a  Surety,.  Lord,  for  me, 

Nor  let  the  Proud  opprefs  ; 
•     But  make  thy  waking  Servant  fee 
The  Shinings  of  thy  Face. 
Ver.   82. 

4  My  Eyes  with  Expectation  fail, 

My  Heart  within  me  cries, 


When 


PS  A  L  M    CXIX;  245 

«  When  will  the  Lord  his   Truth  fulfil, 
11  And  make  my  Comforts  rife  ? 
Ver.   132. 
5  Look  down  upon  my   Sorrows,  Lord, 
And  mew  thy  Grace-  the  fame 
As  thou  art  ever  won't  t*  afford 
To  thofe  that  love  thy  Name. 

Psalm     CXIX.     Thirteenth  Tart.  ■ 

Holy  Fear,  and  Tendernsfs  of  Confidence. 

Ver.    10. 

1  XTTITH  my  whole  Heart  I've  fought  thy  Face? 

V  V     O  let  me  never  flray, 
From  thy  Commands,  O  God  of  Grace, 
Nor  tread  the  Sinners  Way. 
Ver.  i!. 

2  Thy  Word  I've  hid   within  my  Hearty    , 

To  keep  my  Confcience  clean, 
And  be  an   everlafting  Guard 
From  ev'ry  rifing  Sin. 

Ver-  63,  53*   M8- 

3  I'm  a  Companion  of  the  Saints, 

Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord  ; 
My  Sorrows  rife,  my  Nature  faints^ 
When  Men  tranfgrefs  thy  Word. 
Ver.    161,   163. 
4.  While  Sinners  do  thy  Gofpel  wrong, 
My  Spirit  Hands  in  Awe  ; 
My  Soul  abhors  a  lying  Tongue, 
But  loves  thy  righteous  Law. 
Ver.   161,    i2o. 
5  My  Heart  with  facred  Rev'ience  hears 
The  Threat'nings  of  thy  Word  ; 
My  -  Flefti  with  holy  Trembling  fears 
The  Judgments  of  ths  Lord,  . 

Ytisl 


24$  PSALM  CXIX. 

Ver.  166,  174. 
6  My  God,  I  long,  I  hope,  I  wait 
For  thy  Salvation  fliil  ; 
While  thy  whole  Law  is  my  Delight, 
And  J  obey  thy  Will. 

Psalm     CXIX-     Fourteenth   Part. 
Ser.ef.t  of  Afflictions,  and  Suppoi t  under  them* 

Ver.   153,  81,  82. 

1  /^^Onfider  all  my  Sorrows,  Lord, 
V^     -And  thy  Deliv'rance  fend  ; 
My  Soul  for  thy  Salvation  faint.% 

When  will  my  Troubles  end  ! 
Ver.  7.. 

2  Vet  I  have  found  'tis  good  for  me 

To  bear  my  Father's  Rod  ; 
-  Affiidtions  make  me  learn  the  Law, 
And  live  upon  my  God. 
Ver.   50. 

3  This  is  the  Comfort  I  enjoy 

When  new  Diitrefs  begins  : 
I  read  thy  Word,  I  run  thy  Way, 
And  hate    my  former  Sins. 
Ver.  92. 

4  Had  not  thy  Word  been  my  Delight 

When  earthly  Joys  were  fled, 
My   Soul,  oppreft  with  Sorrows  Weight, 
Had  funk  amongfl'the  Dead. 
Ver.  75. 

5  I   know  thy    Judgments,    Lord,   are  right, 

Tho'  they  may  feem  fovere  ; 

The  fharpeft.  Sufferings  I  endure, 

Flow   from  thy  faithful  Care. 

Ver.  67. 

d  Before   I    knew  thy  chaflening  Rod, 

My  Feel  were  apt  \Q  ftray  j 


But 


PSALM   CXIX.  247 

But  now  I  learn  to   keep  thy  Word,  , 

Nor  wander    from  thy    Way. 

Psalm   CXIX.    Fifteenth  Part. 

Hcly  Refoluiions* 

Ver.  93. 

1  ~/~\   That  thy    Statutes  ev'ry  Hour 
\_/     Might  dwell  upon   my    Mind    ! 
Thence  I   derive  a  quick'ning  Pow'r 

And  daily  Peace    I  find. 
Ver.  1  ^,  16. 

2  To  meditate  thy  Precepts,  Lord, 

Shall  be  my   fweet   Employ  ; 
My  Soul  mall  ne'er  forget  thy  Word, 
Thy   Word  is  all   my  joy, 
Ver.   32. 

3  How  would  I  run  in  thy  Commands, 

If  thou  my  Heart  ditch  arge 
From   Sin  and.  S atari's  hateful  Chains, 
And  let  n  y  Feet  at  large  ? 
Ver.    13,  46. 

4  My  Lips  with  Courage  mail  declare 

Thy  Statutes  and  thy  Name  ; 
1*1?  fpeak  thy  Word  tho'  Kings  mould  hear, 
Nor  yield  to  flnful  Shame. 
Ver.   61,  69,  7&. 

5  Let  Bands  of  PerfecutGrs  rife 

To  rob  me  of  my  R:ght. 
Let  Pride  and  Malice  forge  their  Lyesp 
Thy  Law  is  iny  Delight. 
Ver.    1  1  5. 

6  pepVt  from  me,  ye  wicked  Race, 

Whole  Hands  and  Hearts  are  ill  : 
1  love  my  God,  I  love  his  Ways, 
i  muit  obey  his  Will. 

Ps.al  hi 


24$  PSALM  CXIX. 

Psalm     CXfX.     Sixteenth   Part. 


M 


Prayer  for  quickening  Grace. 

Ver.   25,   37. 

Y  Soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  Dull  ; 
.    Lord,  give  me  Life  divine  ; 
From  vain   Defires  and  ev'ry  Lull 
Turn  off  thefe  Eyes  of  mine. 

2  I  need  the  Influence  of  thy  Grace 

To  fpeed  me  in  thy  Way, 
Left  I  ihouid  loiter  in  my  Race, 
Or  turn  my  Feet  aftray. 

Ver.    107. 

3  When  fore  Afflictions  prefs  me  down, 

I  need  thy  quick'ning  Pow'rs  ; 
Thy   Word   that  I  have  refted  on 
Shall  help  my  heavieil  Hours. 

Ver.   156,  40. 

4  Are  not  thy  Mercies  fov'reign  ftill 

And  thou  a  faithful  God  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  Zeal 
To  run  the  heav'nly  Road  ? 

Ver.   159,  40. 

5  Does  not  my  Heart  thy  Precepts  love. 

And  Jong  to  fee  thy  Face  ? 
And  vet  how  flow  my  Spirit  move 
Without  enlivening  Grace  I 

Ver.  93. 

6  Then  ftiall  I  love  thy  Gofpel  more, 

And  ne'er  forget  thy  Word, 
Whin  I  have  felt  it's  quickening  Pow'r 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 

Psalm 


PSALM    CXIX.  249 

Psalm     CXIX.     Seventeenth  Part: 

Courage  and Per/ever ance  under  Perjecution  %  or,  Grace 

Jhining  in  Difficulties  and  Trials. 

Ver.    143,    28. 

1  \T  7HEN  Pain  and  Anguifti  feize  me,  Lord, 

V  V      All  my  Support  is  from  thy  Word  : 
My  Soul  diilblves  for  Heavinefs  ; 
Uphold  me  with  thy  ibength'ning  Grace. 
Ver.  51,  69,    1 10. 

2  The  Proud  have  fram'd  their  Scoffs  and  Lyes, 
They  watch  my  Feet  wi:h  envious  Eyes, 
And  tempt  my  Soul  to  Snares  and  Sin  ; 

Yet  thy  Commands,  I  ne'er  decline. 
Ver.   161,  78. 

3  They  hate  me,  Lord,  without  a    Caufe, 
They  hate  to  fee  me  love  thy  Laws  : 
But  I  will  truft  and  fear  thy  Name,    I 
Till  Pride  and  Malice  die  with  Shame. 

Psalm      CXIX.     Laff  Part, 

SarMif/d  Jffiiclions  ;  or,  Delight  in  the  Word  of  God* 

Ver.   67,   59. 
ATHER,  I  biefs  thy  gentle  Hand  ; 
How  kind  was  thv  chaitifing  Rod, 
That  forc'd  my  Conference  to  a  Stand, 
And  brought  my  wand'ring  Soul  to  God 

2  Fco'nfh  and  vain  I  went  ailray 
E're  I  had  felt  thy  Scourges,  Lord, 

I  left  my   Guide,  and  loft  my  Way  ; 
But  now  I  love  and  keep  thy  Word. 
Ver.  7  1 . 

3  'Tis  good  for  me  to  wear  the  Yoke, 
for  Pride  is  apt  to  rife  and  fwell  ; 
'Tis  jcod  to  bear  my  Father's  Stroke,' 
Thai  I  might  learn  his  Statutes  well. 

V^r. 


250  PSALM    CXX. 

Ver.  72. 

4  The  Law  that  iflues  from  thy  Mouth 
Shall  raife   my  chearful  Pillions  more 
Than  all  the  Treafures  of  the  South, 
Or  Wejiern  Hills  of  golden  Ore. 

Ver.  73. 

5  Thy  Hands  have  made  my  mortal  Frame, 
Thy  Spirit  form'd  my  Soul  within  : 
Teach  me  to  know  thy  wondrous  Name, 
And  guard  me  fafe  from  Death  and  Sin. 

Ver.   74. 

6  Then  all  that  love  and  fear  the  Lord 
At  my  Salvation  fhall  rejoice  ; 

For  I  have  hoped  in  thy  Word, 

And  made  thy  Grace  my  only  Choice. 

Psalm   CXX. 
Complaint  of  quarrelfome  Neighbours  ;  or,  A  de<vout 
'Wijb  for  Peace. 

1  *  I  rHOU  God  of  Love,  thou  Ever-bleft, 

X.        Pity  my  fufFering  State  ; 
When  wilt  thou  fet  my  Soul  at  Reft, 
From  Lips  that  love  Deceit  ? 

2  Hard  Lot  of  m'ne  !  My  Days  are  call 

Among  the  -Sons  of  Strife, 
Whofe  never  ceafmg  Brawlings  wafle 
My  golden  Hours  of  Life. 

3  O  might  I  fly  to  change  my  Place, 

How  would  I  chufe  to  dwell 
In  fome  wide,  lcndome  Wildernefs, 
And  leave  thefe  Gates  of  Hell  I 

4  Peace  is  the  BlelTing  that  I  feek, 

How  lovely  arc  its  Charms  ! 
I  am  for  Peace  ;  but  wh^n  I  fpeuk, 
^     They  all  declare  for  Aims,  5  New 


PSALM   CXXI.  251 

5  New  Paffions  1131  their  Souls  engage, 

And  keep  their  Malice  ftrong  : 
What  fhall  be  done  to  curb   thy  Rage, 
O  thou  devouring  Tongue  ! 

6  Should  burning  Arrows  finite  thee  thro*, 

Stiicl  Juftice  would  approve  ;    \ 
But  I  had  rather  fpare  my  Foe, 
And  melt  his  Heart  with  Love, 

Psalm   CXXI.    Long  Metre. 

Divine  Pretention. 

1  T  TP  to  the  Hills  I  lift  mine  Eyes, 

%J    Th'  eternal  Hills  beyond  the  Skies  ; 
Thence  all  her  Help  my  Soul  derives  ; 
There  my  Almighty   Refuge  lives, 

2  He  lives  ;  the  Everlafting  God, 

That  built  the  World,  that  fpread  the  Flood  ; 
The  Heav'ns,  with  all  their  Hoft  he  made, 
And  the  dark  Regions  of  the  Dead. 

3  He  guides   cur  Feet,   he  guards  our  Way  ; 
His  Morning  Smiles   b'efs  all   the  Day  : 
He  fpreads  the  Ev  ning  Veil,  and  keeps 
The  filent  Hours  while  Ijrcel  fleeps. 

4:  I'rae/,  a  Name  divinely  bleft, 
May  rife  fecuie,  fecurely  reft; 
Thy  holy  Guardian's  wakeful  Eyes 
Admit  no  Slumber,  nor  Surprize. 

5  No  Sun  fhall  finite  thy  Head  by  Day, 
Nor  the  pale  Moon  with  fickly  Ray 
Shall  bialt  thy  Couch  ;  no  baleful  Star 
JDait  his  malignant  Fire  fo  far. 

6  Should  Earth  and  Hell  with  Malice  burn, 
Still  thou  {halt  go,  ani  jtill  return  ; 

Safe 


2 52  PSALM   CXXI. 

Safe  in  the  Lord  !  his  heav'nly  Care 
Defends  thy  Life  from  ev'ry  Snare. 

7  On  thee  foul  Spirits  have  no  Pow'r; 
And  in  thy  lafl  departing  Hour 
Angels  that  trace  the  airy   Road,    ' 
Shall  bear  thee  homeward  to  thy  God. 

P  s  a  l  m    CXXI.     Common  Metre. 
Pre/ervation  by  Day  and  Night- 

1  '  |  vO  heav'n  I  lift  my  waiting  Eyes, 

X       There  all  my  Hopes  are  laid  : 
The  Lord  that  built  the  Earth  and  Skies 
Is  my  perpetual  Aid. 

2  Their  Feet  (hall  never  Aide  to  fall, 

Whom  he  defigns  to  keep  ; 
His  Ear  attends  the  fofteft  Call ; 
His  Eyes  can  never  fleep. 

3  He  will  fuftain  our  ueakeil  Powers  « 

With  his  Almighty  Aim, 
And  watch  our  moa.  unguarded  Hours 
Againil  furprizing  Harm.  >. 

4  Ifrari  rejoice,  and  reft  fecure, 

Thy  Keeper  is  the  Loid; 
His  wakeful  Eyes  employ  his  Power 
For  thine  eternal  Guard. 

5  Nor  fcorching  Sun,  nor  fickly  Moon 

Shall  have  its  Leave  to  fmite  : 
He  ihieids   thy    Head  from  burning  Noon, 
From  rjlafting  Damps  at  Night. 

6  He  guards  thy  Soul,  he  keeps  thy   Ereath,  . 

Where  fthickeft  Dangers  come; 
Go  and  return,  fecure  from  Death, 
Till  God  commands  thee  home, 

PSAL 


PSALM    CXXI.  253 

Psalm  CXXI.  As  the  148th  Pfalm. 
God  our  Preferver. 

1  T  TPvvard  I  lift  mine  Eyes, 

\_)      From  God  is  all  my  Aid; 
The  God  that  built  the  Skies, 
And  Earth  and  Nature   made ; 

God  is  the  Tow'r 

To  which  I  fly  ; 

His   Grace  is  nigh 

In  ev'ry  Hour. 

2  My  Feet   mail  never  Hide, 
And  fall  in  fafaJ    Snares, 

Since   God  my  Guard  and  Guide, 
Defends  me  from  my  Fears. 

Thofe  wakeful  Eyes 

That  never  ileep, 

Shall  Ifrael  keep 
»   When  Dangers  rife. 

3  No  burning  Heats  by  Day, 
Nor  Blaits   of  Ev'ning  Air, 

,   Shall  take  my  Health   away, 
If  God  be  with  me  there: 
Thou  art  my  Sun, 
And  thou  my  Shade,       , 
To   guard  my  Head 
By  Night  or  Noon, 

4  Haft  thou  not  giv'n  thy  Word 
To  fave  my  Soul  from  Death  r 
And  I  can  trull  my  Lord 

To  keep  my  mortal  Breath  ; 
I'll  go  and  come, 
Nor  fear  to  die, 
Till  from  on  high 
Ihou  call  me  l^ome. 

Psalm 


254  PSALM  CXXII. 

Psalm     CXXII.     Common  Metre. 
Going  to  Church,; 

1  TTOW*  did  my  Heart  rejoice  to  hear 
X  A     My  Friends  devoutly  fay, 

"  In  Zion  let  us  all  appear, 
"  And  keep  the  jolemn  Dcy  : 

2  I  love  her  Gates.   I  love  the  Poad  ; 

The  Church  adorn'd  with  Grace 
Stands  like  a  Pala:e  built  for  God 
To  (hew  lis  milder  Face. 

3  Up  to  her  Courts  with  Joys  unknown 

The  holy  Tribes  repair  ; 
T-fre  Son  of  David  holds  his  Throne 
And  fits  in  Judgment  there. 

4  He  hears  our  Praifes  and  Complaints  I 

And  whi  e  his  awful  Voice 
Divides  the  Sinners  from  the  Saints, ; 
We  tremble  and  rejoice. 

5  Peace  be  within  this  facred  Place, 

And  Joy  a  confbuat  Gueft  1 
With  hoiy  Gifts  and  "heav'nly  Grace 
Be  her  Attendants  blelt  ! 

6  My  Soul  flrall  pray   for  Zion  Hill, 

Whi'e  Life  or  Breath  remains  ; 
There  my  bell  Friends,  my  Kindred  dwell, 
There  God  my  Saviour  reigns. 

Psalm     CXXII.     Proper  Tune. 
Going  to  Church. 
I    TT0W  pl-as'd  and  bled  was  I, 

Jt  JL     To  hear  the  People  c?y, 
Come,  let  us  Jtek  our  GOD  to  Day  ; 
Yes  with  a  thearful   Zeal 
We  hafte  to  Zion\  Hill, 
And  there  our  Vows  and  Honours  pay. 


PSALM   CXXIII.  255 

2  Zion,  thriee  happy  Place, 
Adorn' H   with  wond'rous  Grace, 

And  Walls  of  Strength  embrace  thee  round  -r 

In  Thee  our  Tribes    appear 

To  pray,  and  praife,  and  hear 
The  f.C;ed  Gofpel's  joyful  Sound. 

3  There  David's  g-eater  Son 
Has  fix'd  his  Royal  Throne, 

He  fits  for  Grace  and  Judgment  there  1 

He  bids  die  Saints  be  glad, 

irie  makes  the  Sinner  fad, 
And  humble  Souls  rejoice  with  Fear. 

4  May  Peace  attend  thy  Gate, 
And   Joy  within  thee  wait 

To  blef     the  Soul. of  ev'ry  Gue ft  ; 

The  Man  that  fetks  thy  Peace, 

And  wiihes  thine"  lucre  afe, 
A  thoufand  Bleffings  on  him  reft  1 

My  Tongue  repeats  her  Vows, 

"  Peace  tu  bis  ficred  Houfe  \ 
For  there  my  Friends  and  Kindred  dwell  ? 

And  fince  my  gbrious  God 

Makes  thee  his  beft  Abode, 
My  Soul  (hail  ever  love  thee  well. 

Repeat  the  ^th  Sianza  to  compleat  the  Tune* 

Psalm     CXXIII. 
Pleading  ivith    SubmiJJion. 

1  /~\  Thnu  whole  Grace  and   juihce  reign 
V^/     Lmhron'd  above  the  Skies, 

To  thee  our  Hearts  would  tell  their  Pain? 
To  thee  we  aft  our  Eyes. 

2  As  S'$iv>vnrs  watch  their  Matter's  Hand, 

tr  --he  ang'  y  Stroke  ! 
Oi   iiiii'.as  before  their  Miftrefs  ftand, 

And  wait  a  peaceful  Look.  3  So 


256  PSALM  CXXIV. 

3  So  for  our  Sins  we  juftly  feel 

Thy  Difcipline,  O  God  ; 
Yet  wait  the  gracious  Moment  (till, 
Till  thou  remove   the  Rod. 

4  Thofe  that  in  Wealth  and  Pleafure  live, 

Our  daily  Groans  deride, 
And   thy  Delays  of  Mercy  give 
Frefh  Courage  to  their  Pride. 

5  Our  Foes  infult  us,  but  our  Hope 

In  thy  Compaffion  lies  ; 
This   Thought  mall  bear  onr   Spirits  up, 
That  God  will  not-  defpife. 

Psalm     CXXIV. 
A  Song  for  the  Fifth  of  November. 

1  T  TAD   not  the  Lord,  may   Ifrael  fay, 

X  JL  Had  not  the  Lord  maintain'd  our  Side, 
When  Men,  to  make  our  Lives  a  Prey,   - 
Rofe  like   the  fwelling  of  the   Tide; 

2  The  fwelling  Tide  had  ftopt  our  Breath, 
So  fiercely  did  the   Waters  roll, 

We  had  been   fwallow'd  deep  in  Death  ; 
Proud   Waters  had  o'erwhelm'd  our  Soul. 

3  We  leap  for  Joy,  we   fhout  and  fing, 
Who  juft  efcap'd  the  fatal  Stroke; 

So  flies  the   Bird  with  chearful    Wing, 
When  once  the  Fowler's  Snare  is  broke. 

4  For  ever  bleffed  be  the   Lord, 

Who  broke  the  Fowler's  curfed  Snare, 
Who  fav'd  us   from  the  murd'ring  Sword, 
And  made  our  Lives  and  Souls  his  Care. 

5  Our  Help   is  in   Jehovah's  Name, 

Who  form'd  the  Earth,  and  built  the  Skies  ; 

He 


PSALM   CXXV.  257 

He  that  upholds   that  wond'rous  Frame. 
Guards  his  own  Church  with  watchful  Eyes. 

Psalm  CXXV.     Common  Metre. 
The  Saints  Trial  and  Safety. 

1  T  TNfhaken  as  the  facred  Hill, 

%^J      And  firm   as  Mountains  be, 

Firm  as  a  Rock  the  Soul  fhall  reft 

That  leans,  O  Lord,  on   Thee. 

2  Not  Walls  nor  Hills  could  guard  fo  well 
Old  Salem's  happy  Ground, 

-As  thofe  eternal  Arms  of  Love 
That  ev'ry  Saint  furround. 

3  While  Tyrants  are  a  fmarting  Scourge 
To  drive  them   near  to  Gor>, 

Divine   Companion  does  allay 
The  Fury  of  the  Rod. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  Souls  iincere, 
And  lead  them  fafely  on 

To  the  bright  Gates  of  Paradife, 
Where  Chrift  their  Lord  is  gone. 

i;5  But  if  we  trace  thofe  crooked  Ways 
That  the   old  Serpent  drew, 
The  Wrath  that  drove  him  iirft  to  Hell. 

I         Shall  fmite  his   Followers  too. 
Psalm  CXXV.     Short   Metre. 
The  Saints  Trial  and  Safety,  or,  moderated  Afflictions, 

1  Y?IRM  and  unmov'd  are  they 

JP      That  reit  their  Souls  on  God  ; 
Firm  as  the  Mount  where  David  dwelt, 
Or  where  the  Ark  abode. 

2  As  Mountains  flood  to  guard 

The  City's  facred  Ground,  So 


258  PSALM  CXXVI. 

So  God  ?n d  his  Almighty  Love  4 

E-.b  ace  his  Saims  around. 

3  What  tho'  the  Father's   Rod 

Drop  a  cruftifing  Stroke, 

Yet  le'    it  woLih     their   Souls  too  deep, 
Iu>  Furv   (hall  be  broke. 

4  Deal  gent'y,   Lord,  with  thofe 

Whbfe  Faith  a>,d  pious  Fear, 
Whofe  Hope,  and  Love,  and  every  Grace 
Proclaim  their  Hearts  fihcere. 

5  Nor  lhall  the  Tyrant's  Rage 

Too  long  r>p*jrefs  the  Saints  ; 

The  God  of  Ifratl  will  fupport 

His  Child*  en,  left  they  faint. 

6  Eut  if  our  flavifh  Fear 

Will  chufe  the  Road  to  Hell, 
We  mull  expect  our  Portion  there 
Where  bolder  Sinners  dwell. 

Psalm     CXXVI.     Long  Metre* 

Surprizing  Deliverance. 

1  ^TTHEN  God  reftor'd  our  captive  State, 

VV     Joy  was  our  Song,  &  Grace  our  Theme 
The  G^ace  beyond  our  Hopes  fo  great, 
That  Joy  .ippear'd  a  painted  Dream. 

2  The  S  offer  cuns  thy  Hand,  and  pays 
Unwilling    Honours  to  thy  Name  ; 

V  h  =  le  we  with  Pleafure  fhout  thy  Praife, 
Which  cheaiiul  Notes  thy  Love  proclaim. 

3  When  we  review  our  difmal  Fears, 
'Twas  hard  to  thir:k  they'll  vanifh  fo  ; 
With  God  we  left  our  flowing  Tears, 
He  makes  our  Joys  like  Rivers  flow. 


The* 


P  $  AL  M   CXXVI.  259 

4  The  Man  that  in  his  furrow'd  Field, 
His  fcatter'd  Seed  with  Sadnefs  leaves, 
Will  fhout  to  fee  the  Harvcft  yield 
A  welcome  Load  of  joyful  Sheaves. 

Psalm  CXXVI.     Common  Metre. 

The  Joy  ef  a  remarkable  Converfion  ;   or,  Melancholy 
removed. 

1  WrHEANJG?D  reveaPd  his  gradous  Name, 

V  V        And  chang'd  my  mournful  State, 

My  Rapture  feem'd  a  pleafir.g  Dream, 
I  he  Grace  appear'd  fo  great. 

2  ThA  Y°Ad  h,ehe}d  the  2,orious  Change, 

And  did  thy  Hand  confefs  ;  ,  S 

My  Tongue  broke  out  in  .unknown  Strains, 
And  fung  furpnzing  Grace. 

3  «'  Great  is  the  Work,  my  Neighbours  cry'd,      . 

And  own'd  the  Pow'r  divine  ; 

"  ?Sef  Is,  the,  Work>  my  Heart' reply'd, 
And  be  the    Giory  thine. 

4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkeft  Skies, 

Can  give    us  Day  for  Nieht  ; 
Make  Drops  of  facred  Sorrow  rife 
To  Rivers  of  Delight. 

5  L%-n°ff  th,at  fow  in   Sadne^  wait 

Till  the  fair  Harveft  come, 
They  ihaU  confefs  their  Sheaves  are  great, 
And  ftout  the  Ble&ngs  home. 

6  Tho'  Seed  lie  buried  long  in  Dull, 

It  fhan't  deceive  their  Hope  » 

CC  Pr!,ci0us  G™*  can  ne'er  be  loir, 

tor  Grace  infures  the  Crop. 

M  Psalm 


:6o         PSALM  CXXVII. 

Psalm     CXXVK.     Long  Metre. 
"hsBlelJir.g  of  GOD  on  theBufinefs  &  Comfort  of:  Life. 

IF  God  fucceed  not,  all  the  Coil 
And  Pains  to  build  the  Houfe  are  loir, 
If  God  the  City  will  not  keep, 
The  watchful  Guards  as  well  may  ileep. 

What  if  you  rife  before  the  Sun, 
And  work  and  toil  when  Day  is  done, 
Careful  and  fparing  eat  your  Bread, 
To  fhun  that  Poverty  you  dread. 

;  sTis  all  in  vain,  till  God  hath  bleft  ; 
He  can  make  rich,  yet  give  us -Reft  : 
Children  and  Friends  are  Bleffings  too, 
If  God  our  Sov'reign  make  them  fo. 

.  Happv  the  Man  to  whom  he  fends 
Obedient  Children,  faithful  Friends  ! 
How  fvveet  our  daily  Comforts  piove 
When  they  are  feafon'd  with  his  Love  ! 

Psalm  CXXVII.     Common  Metre. 
GOD  all  in  all 

IF  God  to  build  the  Houfe  deny, 
The  Builders  work  in  vain  ; 
And  To*ns  without  his  wakeful  Eye 
An  ufelefs  Watch  maintain. 

Before  the  Morning  Beams  arife. 

Your  painful   Work  renew, 
And   till  the   ^tars  afcend  the  Skies 

You    tirefome  Toil  purfue. 

Short  be  your  Sleep,  and  coarfe  your  Fare  ; 

In  vain,  till  God  has  bleft  ;' 
But  if  his  Smiles  attend  your  Care, 

You  mall  have  Food  and  Reft. 

4.  HI 


PSALM  CXXVIII.  26 1 

4  Nor  Children,  Relatives,  nor  Friend?, 
Shall  real  Bleffings  prove, 
Nor  all  the  earthly  Joys  he  fends, 
If  fent  without  his  Love, 

Psalm     CXXVIII. 
Family  Bleffings. 

1  /~\  Happy  Man,  whofe  Soul  is    fill'd 
\^J     With  Zeal  and  reverend   Awe  ! 
His    Lips  to  God  their  Honours  yield, 

His  Life  adorns  the  Law. 

2  A  careful  Providence  fhall  ftand 

And  ever  gqard  thy  Head, 
Shall  on  the  Labours  of  thy  Hand 
Its  kindly  Bleflings  ihed. 

3  Thy  Wife  fhall  be  a  fruitful  Vine  ; 

Thy  Children  round  thy  Board, 
Each  like  a  Plant  of  Honour  fhine, 
And  learn  to  fear  the  Lord. 

4  The  Lord  {hail  thy  belt  Hopes  fulfil 

For  Months  and  Years  to  come  ; 
The  Lord  who  dwells  on  Ziotfs  Hill 
Shall  fend  thee  Bleffings  home. 

5  This  is  the  Man  whofe  happy  Eyes 

Shall  fee  his  Houfe  increafe, 
Shall  fee  the  firking  Church  ariie, 
Then  leave  the>  World  in  Peace. 

Psalm  CXXIX. 

Perfecutors  puniJFd. 

I   T  TP  from  my  Youth,  may  Ifrael  fay, 
\J      Have  I  been  nurs'd  in  Tears  ; 
My  Griefs  were  conftant  as  the  Day, 
And  tedious  as  the  Years. 

M  2  2  fe 


262  PSALM  CXXIX, 

2  Up  from  my  Youth  I  bore  ihe  Rage, 

Of  all  the  Sons  of  Strife  ; 

Oft  they  affail'd  my  riper  Age, 

But  not  de-troy'd  my  Life. 

3  Their  cruel  Plow  had  torn  my  Flefh 

With  Furrows  long  and  deep, 
Hourly  they  vex'd  mv  Wounds  afrefh, 
Nor  let  my  Sorrows  fleep. 

4  The  Lord  grew  angry  on  his  Throne, 

And  with  impartial  Eye, 
Meafur'd  the  Mifchiefs  they  had  done, 
.      Then  let  his  Arrows  fly. 

5  How  was  their  Infolence  furpriz'd 

To  hear  his  Thunders  roll  ! 
And  all  the  Foes  of  Zion  feiz'd 
With  Horror  to  the  Soul. 

6  Thus  (hall  the  Men  that  hate  the  Saints 

Be  blafted  from  the  Sky  ; 
Their  Glory  fades,   their  Courage  faints, 
And  all  their  Proje&s  die. 

7  [What  tho'  they  flourifh  tall  and  fair, 

They  have  no  Root  beneath  ; 
Their  Growth  (hall  perifh  in  Defpair, 
And  lie  defpis'd  in  Death.] 

8  [So  Corn  that  on  that  Houfe-top  (lands, 

No  Hope  of  Harveft  gives  ; 
The  Reaper  ne'er  (hall  fill  his  Hands, 
Nor  Binder  fold  the  Sheaves. 

9  It  fprings  and  withers  on  the  Place  ; 

No  Traveller  beftows 
A  Word  of  Bleffing  on  the  Grafs, 
Nor  minds  it  as  he  goes.] 

Psalm 


PSALM   CXXX.  >2$$ 

P  s  a  l  m     CXXX.     Common  Metre, 
Perdoning  Grace. 
1    /*\U  r  of  the  Deeps  of  long  Diftrefs, 
V/      The   Borders  of  Defpair, 
I  fent  my  Cries  to  feek  thy  Grace, 
My  Groans  to  move  thine  Ear, 

z  Great  God,  mould  thy  feverer  Eye, 
*\nd  thine  impartial  Hand, 
Mark  and  revenge  Iniquity, 
No  mortal  Flefh  could  ftand. 

3  But  there  are  Pardons  with  my  Gob 

For  Crimes  of/  high  Degree  ; 
Thy  Son  has  bought  them  with  his  Blood 
To  draw  us  near  to  Thee. 

4  [T  wait  for  thy  Salvation,  Lord, 

With  ilrong  Defires  I  wait ; 
My  Soul  invited  by  thy  Word 
Stands  watching  at  thy  Gate.] 

5  [Juft  as  the  Guards  that  keep  the  Night 

Long  for  the  Morning  Skies, 
Watch  the  h>&  Beams  of  breaking  Light, 
And  meet  them  with  their  Eyes  ; 

6  So  waits  my  Soul  to  fee  thy  Grace, 

And  more  intent  than  they, 
Meets  the  firft  Openings  of  thy  Face, 
And  finds  a  brighter  Day,] 

7  Then  in  the  Lord  let  Ifrael  truft, 

Let  Ifrael  feek  his  Face  ; 
The  Lord  is  good  as  well  as  juft, 
And  plenteous  is  his  Grace. 

8  There's  full  Redemption  at  his  Throne 
For  Sinners  long  enilav'd  ; 

The  great  Redeemer  is  his  Son  : 

And  Ifrael  lhall  be  fav'd.        M  3      Psalm 


264    PSALM  CXXX,  CXXXI. 

1     Psalm  CXXX.   Long  Metre. 
Pardoning  Grace. 

1  T?ROM  deep  Difbefs  and  troubl'd  Thoughts, 
J/      To  Thee,  my  God,  T  rais'd  my  Cries  : 
Jf  thou  feverely  mark  our  Fault?, 

No  Flefh  can  ftand  before  thine  Eyes, 

2  But  thou  haft  built  thy  Throne  of  Grace 
Free  to  difpenfe  thy  Pardons  there, 
That  Sinners  may  approach  thy  Face, 
And  hope,  and  love,  as  well  as  fear. 

3  As  the   benighted   Pilgrims   wait, 

And  long  and  wifh   for   breaking  Day, 
$o    waits    my  Soul   before  thy  Gate  ; 
When  will   my  God  his   Face  difplay  ? 

4  My   Truft  is  fix'd   upon  thy   Word, 
Nor  mall  I  truft  thy    Word  in  vain : 

a   Let  mourning  Souls  addrefs    the  Lord, 
And  find  Relief  from  all   their   Pain. 

5  Great  is  his   Love,  and    large  his    Grace, 
Thro'  the    Redemption  of    his  Son  : 

He  turns    our  Feet  from    firiful  Ways, 
And  pardons  what   our  Hands. hare  done* 
Psalm    CXXXI. 
Humility  and  Sufanijficn. 
j   "TS  there  Ambition  in  my  Heart  1 
J^  Search,  gracious  God,   and   fee; 
Or  do  I  act  a  haughty  Part  I 
Lord,   I  appeal  to  Thee. 

2  I  charge  my  Thoughts,  be  humble  ftiH, 
And  all    my  Carriage  miid. 
Content,  my  Father,   with   thy  Will, 
And   quiet  as  a   Child. 

%  The  patient  Soul,  the  lowly   Mind 

Shall   have  a  large  Reward  ;  Let, 


P  S  A  L  M    CXXXII.  2% 

Let   Saints  in  Sorrow  lie  refign'd, 
And  truil   a  faithful   Lord. 

Psalm  CXXXII.    5,    13—18.     Long  Metre. 
At  the  Settlement  of  a  Church  ;  or,  "the  Qrdinatien  of 
a  Minijier* 

1  TT  THERE   mall  we  go  to  feek   and  fiad 

VV       An  Habitation  for  our  God, 
A  Dwelling  for  th'  eternal   Mind 
Amongft  the  Sons  of  Fiefli  and  Blood  ? 

2  The  God  of  Jncsb  chofe   the  Hill 
Of  Zion  for  his  ancient  Reft; 
And  Zion   is  his  Dwelling  fti:l, 

,    His  Church  is  with  his  Prefenee    bleft. 

3  Here  I  will  fix  my  gracious  Throne, 
And- reign    forever,   faith    the  Lord; 
Here  {hail  rny  Power  and  Love    be  known 
And  Blelilngs  fnall  attend   my    Word. 

4  Here  will  I  meet  the  hung'ry  Poor, 
And  .fill  their  -Souls  with  living  Bread  ; 
Sinners  that  wait  before  my  Door 
With  fweet  Provisions  iha.ll  be  fed. 

5.  Girded  with  Truth,  and  c'oath'd   with  Gracsr 
My  Pricfts,  my  Miniiiers  ihali  ihine ; 
Not  Aaron  in  his  coilly  Drefs 
Made  an  Appearance  fo  divine. 

6  The  Saints  unable  to  contain 

Their,  inward  Joys,  mail  ihout  and  ling, 
The  Son  of  David  here  mall    reign, 
And  Zion  triumph  in  her   King. 

7  V7eJus  fria'iL  *"ee  a  numerous  Seed 

iQtV  here  t'  uphold  his  glorious  Name; 

His  Crown   ihali  flounih  on  his  Head 

While  all  his  foes  are  cioath'd  with  Shame. --■; 

<*         M    /-  ..  P&A-L&T.' 


266  PSALM  CXXXII. 

Psalm  CXXXII.  4,5,7,8,  15— 17.  Com.Met. 

A  Church  eftablijtfd. 
1    [l^T^  Sleep  nor  Slumber  to  his  Eyes 
xSI      Good  David  would  afford, 
Till  he  had  found  below  the  Skies 
A  Dwelling  tor  the  Lord. 

7.  The  Lord  in  Zion  plac'd  his  Name, 
His  Ark  was  fettled  there  : 
To  Zion  the  whole  Nation  came,  . 
To  worfliio  thrice  a  Year. 

3  But  we  have  no  fuch   Lengths  to  go, 

Nor  wander  far  abroad   ; 
Where -e'er  thy  Saints  afTemble  now 
There  is  a  Houfe  for  God. 
Pause 

4  Arife,  O  King  of  Grace,  arife, 

And  enter  to  thy   Reii, 
Lo  !  thy  Church  wairs  with  longing  E)'es 
Thus  to  be  own'd  and  bleft, 

5  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  Train, 

Thy  Spirit  and  thy  Word  ; 
All  that  the  Ark  did  once  contain 
Could  no  fuch  Grace  afford. 

6  Here,  mighty  God,  accept  our  Vows, 

Here  let  thy  Praife  be  fpiead  ; 

BleL  the  Provisions  of  thy    Houfe, 

And  fill  thy  Poor  with  Bread. 

y  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign, 
Let  God's   Anointed  mine  ; 
Juftice  and  Truth  his  Court  maintain, 
With  Love  and  Povv'r  divine. 

%  Here  let  him  hold  a  lairing  Throne, 
And  as  his  Kingdom  grows, 
Frefh  Honours  fhall  adorn  his  Crown, 

And  Shame  confound  his  Foes.  Psalm 


Vj       PSALM  CXXXIII.  "     267 

Psalm     CXXXIII.     Common  Metre.  ; 

Brotherly  Love. 

1  T    O,  what  an  entertaining  Sight 

[  j     Are  Brethren  that  agree, 
Brethren  whofe  chearful  Hearts  unite 
In  Bands  of  Piety  ! 

2  When  Streams  of  Love  from  Chrifb  the  Spring 

Defcend  to  ev'ry  SosI, 
And  heav'nly  Peace  with  balmy  Wing 
Shades  and  bedews  the  Whole. 

3  *Tis  like  the  Oil  divinely  fweet 

On  Aaron's  rev'rend  Head, 
The  trickling  Drops  perfum'd  his  Feet> 
And  o'er  his  Garments  fpread. 

4  'Tis  pleafant  as  the  Morning  Dews 

That  fall  on  Sions  Hill, 
Where  God  his  mildeft  Glory  mews, 
And  makes  his  Grace  diftil. 

Psalm     CXXXIII.     Short  Metre. 

Communion  of  Saints  :  or,  Lo<ve  andWorJhip  in  aFamilfi 

3   TJLEST  are  the  Sons  of  Peace, 
jLJ     Whofe  Hearts  and  Hopes  are  one, 
Whofe  kind  Defign$  to  ferve  and  pleafe 
through  all  their  Actions  run. 

2  Bleft  is  the  pious  Houfe 

Where  Zeal  and  Friendfhip  meet, 
Their  Songs  of  Praife,   their  mingled  Vows 
Make  their  Communion  fweet. 

3  Thus  when  on  Jar  on*  s  Head 

They  pour'd  the  rich    Perfume, 
The  Oil  throJ  all  his  Raiment  fpread, 
And  Pieafure  nll'd  the  Room/ 

M  5  4  Thus 


z6S  P  S  A  L  MCXXXlUyCXXXIV. 

4  Thus  on  the  heavenly  Hills 
The  Saints  are  bleft  above, 
Where  joy  like  Morning  Dew  diftils, 
And  all  the  Air  is  Love. 
Psalm    CXXXIIL     As  the  i  22^  Pfalm. 
The   BleJJings  of 'Friend/hip. 
1   TJOW  Pleafant  ftis  to  fee 

fl  Kindred, and  Friends  agree, 
Eacn  in  their  proper  Station  move, 
And  each  fulfil  their  Part 
With  fympathizini*  Heart, 
In  all  the  Cares  of  Life  and  Lore! 

3  *Tis   like  the  Ointment  ihed 

On  dar'on's  fee-red   Head, 
divinely  rich,  divinely  iweet  ; 

The  Oil  thro'  all    the  Room 

Diffus'd  a  choice  Perfume, 
Ran  thro'  his  Robes,  and  bleft  his  Feet. 

3  Like  fruitful  Show'rs  of  Rain 

That  water  all  the  JPlain, 
Defcending  from  the  neighbouring  Hills  5 

Such  Streams  of  Plealure  roii 

Thro'  every  friendly  Soul, 
Where  Love  like  heavenly  Dew  diftils. 

Repeat  ibe  f>rjl  Stanza  to  comp/eat  the  Tune. 

Psalm    CXXXlV. 
Dally  ana  Rightly  Devotion. 

1   TTE  that  ovoey  th*  Immortal  King, 
Y       Attend   his  holy  Place  ; 
Bow  to  the  Glories   of  his  Power, 
And  blefs  his  wond'rous  Grace. 
%  Lift  up  your  Hands  by  Morning-light, 
And  fend  your  Souls  on  high  ; 
JUife  vour  admiring  Thought*  by  Might 
Above  the  ftarry  Sky,  >5   lll» 


.    PSALM'  CXXXV."         2% 

3  The  God  of  Zion  Shears  our  Hearts 
With  Rays  of  quickning  Grace  ; 
The  God  that  fpreads  the  Heavens  abroad, 
And  rules   the  fwelling  Seas.   . 

P  s  a  l   m  CXXXV.-  1--4,  14,  19-21.  Firji  Part. 

Long  Metre. 

The  Church  is  GOD's  H&ufe  and  Care* 

(RATSE  ye  the  Lord,  exalt    his  Name, 
While  in  his  Courts  ye  wait,  - 
Ye  Saints  that  to  his  Houfe -belong, 
Or  Hand  attending  at  his  Gate. 

2  Praife  ye  the  Lord  ;  the  Lord  is  good-.}- 
To  Praife  his   Name  is  fvveet  Employ  ; 
Ifrael  he  chofe  of  old,  and  Hill 
His  Church  is  his  peculiar  Joy. 

3  The  Lord  himfelf  will  judge  his  Saints  % 
He   treats  his  Servants  as  his  Friends  ; 
And  when  he  hears  their  fore  Complaints, 
Repents  the  Sorrows  that  he  fends. 

4  Thro*  every  Age  the  Lord  declares 

His  Nam?,  and  breaks  th'  Oppreffor's  Rod  5 
He  gives  his  fuffering  Servants  Reft, 
And  will  be  known  TB  Almighty  GOD. 

5  Blefs  ye    the  Lord,  who  tafte  his  Love, 
People  and  Pnefts  exalt  his  Name  : 
Amongft  his  Saints  he  ever  dw*Jls  ; 
His  Church  is  his    Jerujalem* 

Psalm  CXXXV.     Ver.  5—12.  Second  Part. 
The    Works  of  Creation,    Providence,   Redemption  ef 
Ifrael,  and  Dejlruftion  of  Enemies. 

H   y^&EAT  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high 
%J  Above  all  Poweis,  and  every  Throne  ; 

Wktei 


*  7°         PSALM   CXXXV. 

Whate'er  he  plcafc  in  Earth  and  Sea, 

Or  Heaven,  cr  Hell,  his  Hand  hath  done. 

2  At  his  Command  the  Vapours  rife, 

The  Lightings  flam,  the  Thunders  roar  ; 
He  pours  the  Rain,  he  brings  the  Wind 
And  Tempeft  from  his  airy  Store. 

3  'Twas  he  thofe  dreadful  Tokens  fent, 
°  £gypf>  thro'  thy  ftubborn  Land  ; 
When  all  thy  firft-born,  Beafts  and  Men, 
Fell  dead  by  his  avenging  Hand. 

4  What  mighty  Nations,  mighty  Kings 
He  flew,  and  their  whole  Country  gave 
To  J/rael,  whom  his  Hand  redeem'd, 
No  more  to  be  proud  Pharaoh's  Slave. 

5  His  Power  the  fame,  the  fame  his  Grace, 
That  faves  us  from  the"  Hofts  of  Hell  ; 
And  Heaven  he  gives  us  to  pofTefs, 
Whence  thofe  Apoilate  Angels  fell. 

Psalm     CXXXV.     Common  Metre. 

Praife  due  to  GOD,  not  to  Idols. 

2      A  WAKE,  ye-^Saints  :  To  praife  your  ICing 
XJL     Your  fvveetell:  Paflions  raife, 
Your  pious  Pleafure,  whii«  you  fihg, 
Increaling  with  the  Praife. 

2  Great  is  the  Lord  ;  and  Works  unknown, 

Are  his  divine  Employ  : 
But  ftill  his  Saints  are  near  his  Throne, 
His  Treafure  and  his  Joy. 

3  Heaven,  Earth  and  Sea  confers  his  Hand  ; 

He  bids  the  Vapours  rife  ; 
Lightning  and  Storm  at  his  Command 
Sweep  thro'  the  founding  Skies, 

4  All 


P  S  A  L  MCXXXVI.  271 

4  All  Power  that  Gods  or  Kings  have  claim'd 

Is  found  with  him  alone  ; 
But  Heathen  Gods  mould  ne'er  be  nam  d 
Where   our  Jehovah's    known. 

5  Which  cf  the  Stocks  and  Stones   they  truft    ; 

Can  give  them  Show'rs  of  Rain  ? 
In  vain   they  worfhip  glitt'ring  Duft, 
And  pray  to    God  in  vain. 

6  [Their  Gods    have  Tongues  that  cannot   talk. 

Such   as   their  Makers    gave  : 
Their   Feet    were   ne'er  defign'd  to  walk, 
Nor  Hands  have  Pow'r  to  fave. 

7  Blind  are  their  Eyes  their  E»rs  are  de2f, 

Nor  hear  when  Mortals  pray  ; 

Mortals  that  wait  for  their  ReHef, 

Are  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 

&S%£a&(iVlo™  thy  living  God, 
Serve  him  with  Faith  and  Fear  ; 
He  makes,  thy  Churches  his  .Abode, 
_  And  claims  thine  Honours  there. 


A    L    M 


CXXXVI.     Common  Metre. 


GO  Dys  Wonders  of  Creation,  Providence,   Redemption 

of  Ifreal,  and  Salvation  cf  his  People. 
I    X"^IVE  Thanks  to  God  the  fov'reign  Lord} 
%JJ     His.  Mercies  fiill  endure, 
And  be  the  King  of  Kings  ador'd, 
His  Truth  is  ever  Jure. 
sWhat  Wonders  hath  his  Wifdom  done! 
Hovj  mighty  is  his  Hand  ! 
Heav'n,  Earth  and  Sea,  he  fram'd  alone  J 
Hovj  wide  is  his  Command  J 

3  Tkf 


£72  PSA  L  M  CXXXVI. 

3  The  Sun  fuppb'es  the  Day  with  Light  : 

How   bright   his  Counfls  Jhine  ! 
The   Moon   and  Stars  adorn  the  Night : 
His  Works  are  all  divine i 

4  [He  ftruck  the  Sons  of  Egypt  dead  : 

He <iv  dreadful  is  bis  Rod  ! 
And  thence  with  Joy  his  People  led  : 
How  gracious  is   our  GOD  ! 

5  He  cleft  the   fwelling  Sea  in  two; 

His  Arm  is  great  in  Might  : 
And  gave  the  Tubes  a  PafTage  thro'; 
His   Power  and  Grace   unite. 

6  But  Pharaoh's  Army  there  he  drown'd  ; 

How  glorious  are  his   Ways  ! 
And  brought  his    Saints  thro*  defart  Ground  t 
Eternal  be  his  Praife. 

7  Great  Monarchs  fell   beneath  his  Hand; 

Victorious  is  his  Sword  ; 
While  I/rael  took  the  promis'd  Land  : 
And  faithful  is  hit   Word.] 

$  He  faw  the  Nations  dead  in    Sin  ; 
He  felt  his  Pity  move  : 
How  fad  the  State  the  World  was  in  I 
Hew  houndltjs  was  his  Love  I 

y  He  fent  to   fave  us  from  our  Woe  ; 
His  Goodnefs  never  fails  ; 
From  Death  and  Hell,  and  every  Foe  ;   . 
And  fill  his  Grace  prevails. 

10  Give  Thanks  to  God  the   heavenly  King  5   . 
His  Mercies  fill  endure^ 
Let  the  whole  Earth  his  Praifes  iing  ; 
His  Truth  is  ever  Jure \ 

Psalm 


PSALM  CXXXVI.  *73 

Psalm     CXXXVI.     As  the  148/A  P&lm. 

j    /^><IVE  Thanks  to  God  moll  High, 
f-j     The  univerfal  Lord  ; 
The  fovereign  King  of  Kings  : 
And  be  his  Grace  ador'd. 

His  Pe-wer  and  Grace 

Are  flitt  the  fame  \ 

And  let  his  Name  . 

Have  endlejs  Praife. 
2  How  mighty  is  his  Hand  ! 
What  Wonders  .harh  he  done   I. 
He  form'd  the  Earth  and  Seas, 
And  fpread  the  Heavens  alone. 

Thy  Mercy,   Lord, 

Shall  fiill  endure  ; 

And  ever  Jure 

Abides  thy  Word. 

n  His  Wifdom  fram'd  the  Sun 
To  crown  the  Day  with  Light  ; 
The  Moon  and  twinkling  b> tars 
To  chear  the  darkfome  Night. 

His  Power  and  Grace 

Are  fiill  the  fame  ; 

And  let  his   Name 

Have  endlefs  Praife. 

4  [He  fmote  the  firft-born  Sons, 
The  Flower  of  Egypt,  dead: 
And  thence  his  chofen  Tabes 
With  Joy  and  Glory  led. 

7 by  Mercy,  Lord, 

Shall  fiitt  endure  ; 

And  ever  furs 

Abides  thy  Word,  t 


274         PSALM  CJKXXVL 

5  His  Power  and  lifted  Rod 
Cleft  the  Red-Sea  in  two; 
And  for  his  People  made 
A  wondrous  PafTage  thro*. 

His  Poiver  and  Grace 

Are  Jiill  the  lame  ; 

And  let   his    "Name 

Have   endlejs   Prai/e.         x 

6  But  cruel  Pharaoh  there 

With  all  his  Hoft  he  drown'd  ; 
And  brought  his  Lrael  fafe 
-    Thro'  a  long  defart  Ground. 
Thy  Mercy,   Lord, 
Shall  Jiill  endure  ; 
And  ever  Jure 
Abides   thy  Word. 

Pause. 

7  The  Kings  of  Canaan  fell 
Beneath  his  dreadful  Hand  ; 
While  his  own  Servants  took 
Poflefiion  of  their  Land. 

His  Pozver  and  Grace 

Are  Jiill  the  j 'ante  ;     ' 

And  let  his   l\ame 

Have  endlefs  Praije.~\ 

8  He  faw  the  Nations  lie, 
Ail  perifliing  in  Sin, 
And  pity'd  the  fad  State 
The  ruin'd  World  was  in. 

Thy  Mercy,  Lor  a, 

Shall  Jiill  endure  ; 

And  ever  Jure 

Abides  thy  Word. 

9  He 


PSALM   CXXXVI.       i    275 

9  He  Tent  his  only  Son 

To  fave  us  from  our  Woe, 
From  Satan,  Sin  and  Death, 
And  every  hurtful  Foe. 

His  Power  and   Grace 

Are  ftill  the  fame  ; 

And  let  his    Name 

Have   endlefs   Praife. 

10  Give  Thanks  aloud  to  ^od, 
To  God  the  heavenly  King  *, 
And  let  the  fpaeious   Earth 
His  Works   and  Glories  fmg. 

Thy  Mercy,  Lord, 
■     Shall  fill  endur*  ; 
And  ever  Jure 
Abides  thy    Word, 

Psalm    CXXXVI.  Abridged.  Long  Metre. 

IVE  to  our  God  immortal  Praife  ! 
Mercy  and  Truth  are  all  his  Ways  ! 
Wonders  of  Grace  to  God  belong, 
Repeat  his  Mercies  in  your  Song. 

Give  to  the  Lord  of  Lords  Renown, 
The  King  of  Kings  with  Glory  ciown  ; 
His  Mercies  ever  /hall  endure, 
When  Lords  and  Kings  are  known  no  more* 

He  built  the  Earth,  he  fpread  the  Sky, 
jtynd  fix'd  the  itarry  Lights  on  high  : 
Wonders  of  Grace  ti    God   belong, 
Repeat   his   Mercies  in  your    Song. 

He  fills  the  Sun  with  Morning  Light, 
He  bids  the  Moon  direct  the  Night  : 
His  Mercies  ever  Jhall  endure, 
When  Suns  and  Moons  ihall  mine  no  more. 

5  The 


276        PSALM   CXXXVIII. 

5  The  Jeixs  he  freed  fiom  Pharaoh^  Hand, 
And  brought  them  to  the  promis'd  Land  : 
Wonders  of  Grace  to  God  belong 

Repeat  his  Mercies  in  your  Seng. 

6  He  favv  the  Gentiles  dead  in  Sin, 
And  felt  his  Pity  work  within  : 
His  Mercies  ever  Jhall  endure, 

When  Death  and  Sin  mall  reign  no  more. 

7  He  fent  his  Son  with  Power  to  fave 
From  Guilt  ar.d  Darknefs.  and  the  Grave  : 
Wonders  of  Grace  to  God  belong, 

Repeat  his  Mercies  in  your  Song. 

8  Thro'  this  vain  World  he  guides  our  Feet, 
And  leads  us  to  his  heavenly  Seat  : 

His  Mercies  ever  Jhall  endure, 

When  this  vain  Woild  fhall  be  no  more. 

Psalm     CXXXVIII. 

Refloring  and  Preferring  Grace. 

[1    T  Y  7TTH  all  my  Pow'is  of  Hc:#:  andTongue 
VV     I'M  praife  my  M<:ker  in  my  Song  ; 
Angels  fhall  hear  the  Notes  I  raife. 
Approve  the  Song,  and  join  the  Praife. 

2  Angels  that  make  thy  Church  their  Care 
Snail  witneD,  my  Devotions  there, 
Wh*te  holy  Zeal  directs  my  Eyes 
To  thy  fair  Temple  in  the  Skies.] 

3.  I'll  fing  thy  Truth  and  Mercy,  Lord, 
I'll   fing  the  Wonders  of  thy    Word  ; 
Not  alt  thy  Works  and  Name*  below 
So  much  thy  power  and  Glazy  (how. 

4  To  God  I  ay'd  when  Troub  e.  icfe  ;  , 
He  heard  mc,  ana  fubdu'd  my  Foes  : 

He 


PSALM   CXXXDC  277 

He  did  my  riling  Fears  controul, 

And  Strength  dirFus'd  through  all  my  Soul. 

\  5  The  God  of  Heav'n  maintains  his  State, 
Frowns  on  the  Proud,  and  fcorns  the  Great, 
But  from  his  Throne  defcendg  to  fee 
The  Sons  of  humble  Poverty. 

**  Amidft  a  thoufand  Snares  I  ftand 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  Hand  ; 
Thy  Words  my  fainting  Soul  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  Faith  alive. 

7  Grace  will  compleat  what  Grace  begins, 
To  fave  from  Sorrows,  or  from  Sins  : 
The  Work  that  Wifdom  undertakes 
Eternal  M^rcy  ne'er  forkkes. 

Psalm    CXXXiX.     Firjl  Part.  Long  Metre. 

The  All-feeing  GOD. 

1  T    ORD,  Thcu  haft  fearch'd,  and  feen  me  thro'; 
J^  Thine  Eye  commands  with  piercing  View 
My  rifing  and  my.  relling  Hours, 

My  Heart  and  Fiefh  with  ail  their  Powers, 

2  My  Thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own, 
Are  to  my  God  diftinCtly  known  ; 

He  knows  the  Words  I  mean  to  fpeak 
E'er  from  my  opening  Lips  they  break, 

3  Within  thy  cii cling  Power  I  ftand 
On  every  Side  1  find  thy  Hand  : 
Awake,  alkep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  furronnded  ftiil  with  God. 

4  Amazing  Knowledge,  vaft  and  great  ! 
What  large  Extent!  What  lofty  Height.! 
My  Soul  with  all   the  Powers  I  boait, 

Ts  in  the  boundlefs  Profgefi  loft. 


O 


278         PSALM   CXXXIX. 

5  O  may  tbe/e  Thoughts  pojfefs  my  Breajit 
Where-eer  I  rove,   wbers-e*er  I  rcj}  / 
Nor  let  my  weaker   PaJJions  dare 
Con/ent  to  Sin,  for  God  is  there. 

Pause.     I. 

6  Could  I  fo  falfe,  fo  faithiefs  prove, 
To  quit  thy  Service  and  thy  Love, 
Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  Pretence  fhun, 
Or  from  thy  dreadful    Glory  run  ? 

7  If  up  to  Heaven  I  take  my  Flight, 

'Tis  there  thou  dwcll'il  enthron'ci  in  Light ; 
Or  dive  to  Hell,  there  Vengeance  reigns, 
And  Satan  groans  beneath  thy  Chains. 

8  If  mounted  on  a  Morning-Ray 
I  fly  beyond   the  Wtjiern  Sea, 

Thy  fwifter  Hand  vou'd  firft  arrive, 
And  there  arreft  thy  Fugitive. 

9  Or  fhould  1  try  to  fhun  thy  Sight 
Beneath  ihe  fpreading  Veil  of  Night, 
One  Glance  of  thine,  one  piercing   Ray 
Wou'd  kindle  DarkneG  into  Day. 

JO  0  may  theft  7houghii  pojfefs  my  Breajf, 
Wbere-e'er  I  roue,  where- eer  I  reji  I 
ftor  let  my  weaker  Pectoris  dare 
Cotijenl  to  Sin,   for  God  is  there. 
?   a   u    s   E.     II. 

11  The  Veil  of  Night  is  no  Difguife, 

No  Screen  from  thy  AU-fearchmg  Eyes  ; 
Thy   Hard  can  i&zc  thy  Foes  as  focn 
Thro'  Midmgr.t  shades  as   blazing  Noon. 

12  Midnight  and  Noon  in  this  agree, 
Great  God  they're  both  alike  to    Thee, 
Not  Death  can  hide  uhat  God   will  Ipy. 
And  Hell  lies  nak.d  to  hio  K^e. 

13  0 


P  S  A  L  M    CXXXIX.         279 

[3   O  may  thefe  Thoughts  poflfs  my  Breaft, 
Where- eer  I  rove,  nubere-e'er  I  reft  ! 
Nor  let  my  weaker  Paffions   dare 
Confent  to  Sin.  for  God  is   there. 

s  a  l  m  CXXXIX.  Second  Part.  LongMetre. 
The  wonderful  Formation  of  Man. 

»  r-r^ WAS  from  thy  Hand,  mv  God,  I  came 

X      A  Work  of  fuch  a  curious  frame  j 
In  ire  thy  fearful  Wonders  mine, 
And  each  proclaim  thy   Skill  divine. 

Thine  Eyes  did  all  my  Limbs  furvey, 
Which  yet  in  dark  Confuilon  lay  : 
Thou  favft'ft  the  daily  Growth  they  took, 
Form'd  by  the  Model  of  thy  Book. 

3  By  Thee  my  growing  Parts  were  nam'd, 
And  what  thy  fovereign  Councils  fram'd, 
The  breathing  Lungs,  the  beating  Heart, 
Was  copy'd  with  unerring  Art. 

j.  At  laft  to  fhew  my  Maker's  Name, 
God  ftamp'd  his  Image  on  my  Frame, 
And  in  fome  unknown  Moment  joiivd. 
The  finifiVd  Members  to  the  Mind. 

c  There  the  young  Seeds  of  Thought  began, 
And  all  the  Psffions   of  the  Man, 
Great  God,  our  Infant  Nature  pays 
Immortal  Tribute  to  ihy  Praife. 

Pause. 
Lord,  fince  in  my  advancing   Age 
I've  acted  on  Life's  bufy  Stage, 
Thy  Thoughts  of   Love    to  me  furmount 
The  Power  of  Numbers  to   recount 

7  I  could  furvey  the  Ocean  o'er, 

And  count  each  Sand  that  makes  the  Shore, 

Before 


2  8o         PSALM   CXXXIX. 

Before  my  fwiftei\  Thoughts  could  trace 
The  numerous  Wonders  of  thy  Grace. 

8  THefe  on    my  Heart  are  Mill   impreft, 
With  thefe    I  give  my   Eyes  to  Reft  ; 
And  at  my  waking    Hour  I    find 
God  and  his   Lovs  poflefs  my  Mind. 

p  s   a  l   m    CXXXIX.    Third  Part.  Long  Metre! 

Sincerity  pro/eft,  and  Grace  tryd\  or,    The    Heart 
fearcbing  GOD. 

1  T\/|Y  God.  what  inward  Grief  I   feel 
JVjL  When  impious  Men  tranfgrefs  thy  Will  ! 
1  mourn  to  hear  their  Lips  profane, 

Take  thy  tremendous  Nama  in  vain. 

2  Does  not  my  Soul   deteft  and  hate 
The  Sons  of  Malice  and    Deceit  ? 
Thofe  that  oppofe  thy  Laws  and  Thee, 
I  count  them  Enemies  to  me. 

3  Lord,  fearch  my  Sou!,   try  every  Thought 
Though  my  own    Heart  accufe  me  not, 
Of  walking  in  a  falfe  Difguife, 

I  beg  the  Trial    of  thine  Eyes. 

4  Doth  fecret  Mifchief  lurk   wirhin  ? 
Dj  I  indulge   fome  unknown    Sin  ? 
O  turn  my  Feet  whene'er  I   itray, 
Ano  lead  me  in   thv    perfect  Way. 

Psalm  CXXXrX.  Firjl  Part_  Common  Metre. 
GOD    is   every  where. 

1  TN  all  my  vaft  Concerns  with  Thee 

In   vain  my  Soul  would  try- 
To  fliun  thy  Prefence,   Lord,   or  flee 
The  Notice  of  thint  Eye. 

2  Thy  all-furrounding  S'eht  furveys 

My  riiing  and  my   Reft, 

My 


ITS  A  L  M    CXXXIX.         281 

My  publick  Walks,  my  private  Ways,; 
And  Secrets  of  my  Breail. 

-3  My  Thoughts   lie  open   to  the  Lord 
Before   they're   form'd   within  ; 
And  ere  my  Lips    pronounce  the  Word, 
He   knows   the  Senfe  I  mean. 

4  O  wondrous  Knowle^e,   deep  and  high  ! 

Where  can   a  Creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling    Arms  I   lie, 
Eefet  on  every  Side. 

5  So    let   thy  Grace   furroend  me  flill, 

And  like   a  Bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  Soul  from    every  111, 
Secur'd  by"fovereign  Love. 

Pause. 

6  Lord,  where  mall  guilty  Sou>s  retire 

Forgotten  and  unknown  ? 
In  Heil  they  meet   thv  dreadful  Fire, 
In  Heav'n  thy  glorious    Throne. 

7  Shou'd  I  fupprefs  my  vital    Breath 

To  'fcape  the   Wrath  divine, 
Thy  Voice  v/ould  break  the  Bars   of  Death, 
And  make  the  Grave  rengn. 

8  If  wing'd  with  Beams  of    Morning-Light 

I  fly  beyond   the    Wtfiy 
Thy  Hand,  which  mull  fupport  my  Fiight, 
Wou'd  foon  betrav  my  Reft. 

9  If  o'er  my    Sins  I  think   to  draw 

The-  Curtains  of  the   Night, 
The  /laming  Eyes  thai:  guard  thy  Law 
Wou'd  tun*  the  Shades  to  Light, 

io  The 


282         PSALM  CXXXIX. 

io   The  Beams  of  Noon,  the  Midnight-Hour 
Are  both  alike  to  Thee  : 

0  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  Pow'r 
From  which  I  cannot  flee. 

Psalm  CXXXIX.  Second  Pari.  CommonMetre. 
The  Wifdcm  of  GOD  in  the  Formation  of  Man. 

1  TI7KEN   I  with  pleafing  Wonder  Hand, 

yV       And  all  my  Frame  furvey, 
Lord,  'tis  thy  Work  ;  T  own  thy  Hand 
Thus  built  my  humble  Clay. 

2  Thy  Hand  my  Heart  and  Reins  pofTeft 

Where  unborn   Nature  grew  ; 
Thy  Wifdom  all  my  Features  trac'd, 
And  all  my  Members  drew. 

3  Thine  Eye  with  nicert  Care  furvey 'd 

The  Growth  of  every  Part  ; 
Till  the  whole  Scheme  thy  Thoughts  had  laid 
Was  copy'd  by  thy  Art. 

4  Heav'n,  Earth,  and  Sea,  and  Fire  and  Wind 

Shew  me  thy  wond'rous  Skill  ; 
But  T  review  my  felf,  and  rind 
Diviner  Wonders  Hill. 

5  Thy   awful    Glories  round  me    mine, 

My   Flefli  proclaims   thy    Praife ; 
Lord  to    thy  Works   of  Nature  join 
Thv  Miracles  of  Grace. 

Psalm   CXXXIX.   14,   17,  18.    Third  Part. 
Common  Metre. 

The  Mercies  of  GOD  innumerable. 
An    Evening  Pfalm. 

1  T    ORD,   when  I  count  thy   Mercies  o'er, 
j  j    They   Itrike   me    with    Surprize  ; 

Not   all  the  Sand   that  fpread  the   Shore, 
To  equal  Numbers  rile.  2  My 


PSALM  CXLI,  CXLII.     283 

2  My  Flefli  with  Fear  and  Wonder  (lands, 

The  Pjoduft  of  thy  Skill, 
And  hourly  Bleffings  from  thy  Hands 
Thy  Thoughts  of  Love  reveal. 

3  Thefe  on  my  Heart  by  Night  I  keep  ; 

How  kind,  now  dear  to  me  ! 
O  may  the  Flour  that  ends  my  Sleep 
Still  find  my  Thoughts  with  Thee. 

Psalm  CXLI.  Ver.   2,  3,  4,  5. 

Watchfulnifs  and  Brotherly  Reproof, 

A  Morning  or  Evening  Pfalm. 

1  T%  yTY  God,  accept  my  early  Vows, 

iV JL     1'ike  Morning  Incenfe  in  thine  Houfe, 
And  let  my  nightly  VVorihip  rife 
Sweet  as  the  Evening  Sacrifice. 

2  Watch  o'er  my  Lips,  and  guard  them,  Lord, 
From  every  raih  and  heedlefs  Word  ; 

Nor-  let  my  Feet  incline  to  tread 
The  guilty  Path  where  Sinners  lead. 

3  O  may  the  Righteous,  when  I  ftray, 
Smite  and  reprove  my  wandring  Way  ! 
Their  gentle  Words,  like  Ointment  fhed, 
Shall  never  bruife,  but  cheer  my  Head. 

4  When  I  behold  them  preft  with  Grief, 
I'll  cry  to  Heaven  for  their  Relief ; 

"  And  by  my  warm  Petitions,  prove 
How  much  1  prize  their  faithful  Love. 

Psalm     CXLII. 
GOD  h  tkt  Hope  of  the  Htlplefs. 
I   '"Tf^Q  God  I  made  my  Sorrows  known, 
'  JL        From  God  1  fought  Relief 
In  long  Complaints  before  his  Throne  ; 
I  pcur'd  out  all  my  Grief.  N     2  My 


28 4  P  S  A  L  M    CXLII-I. 

2  My  Soul  waf  overwhelm 'd  vvich  Woes, 

My  Heart  began  to  break; 
My  God,  who  a;l  my  Burdens  knows, 
He  knows  the  Way  I  take. 

3  On  every  Side  I  caft  mine  Eye, 

And  found  my  Helpers  gone, 
While  Friends  and  Strangers  pall  me  by 
Neglected  or  unknown. 

4  Then  did  I  raife  a  louder  Cry, 

And  calPd  thy  Mercy  near, 
«  Thou  art  my  Portion  whflf  I  die, 
**  Be  thou  my  Refuge  here. 

5  Lord,  I  am  brought  exceeding  low, 

Now  let  thine  Ear  attend, 
And  make  my  Foes  who  vex  me  know 
I've  an  Almighty  Friend. 

t>  From  my  fad  Prifon  fet  me  free, 
Then  fhail  I  praife  thy   Name, 
And  holy  Men  fhall  join  with  me, 
Thy  Kindnefs  to  proclaim. 

Psalm  CXLIII. 

Complaint  of  beany  Affiiftions  in  Mind  and  Body. 

1  T\yrY  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God, 
J.VX     Hear  when  I  fpread  my  Hands  abroad, 
And  cry  for  Succour  from  thy  Throne, 

O  make  thy  Truth  and  Mercy  known. 

2  Let  Judgment  not  againfl  me  pafs  ; 
Behold  thy  Servant  pleads  thy  Grace  : 
Should  J ultice  call  us  to  thy  Bar, 

No  Man  alive  is  guiltiefs  there. 

3  Look  down  in  Pity,  Lord,  and  fee 
The  mighty  Woes  that  burthen  me.  ; 

Down 


PSALM  CXLIII.  2B$ 

Down  to  the  Duft  my  Life  is  brought, 
Like  one  long  bury'd  and  forgot. 

4  I  dwell  in  Darknefs  and  unfeen,  "** 

My.  Heart  is  defolate  within  : 
My  Thoughts  in  mufmg  Silence  trace 
The  ancient  Wonders  of  thy  Grace. 

r  Thence  I  derive  a  Glimpfe  of  Hope 
To  bear  my  finking  Spirits  up  ; 
I  ftretch  my  Hands  to  God  again,    ■•-< 
And  thirfl  like  parched  Lands  for  Rain. 

6  For  thee  I  thirft,  I  pray,  I  mourn  ; 
When  will  thy  fmiling  Face  return  ? 
Shall  all  my  joys  on  Earth  remove, 
And  God  for  ever  hi$le  his  Love  r 

7  My  God,  thy  long  Delay  to  fave, 
Will  fink  thy  Prifoner  to  the  Grave  ; 

My  Heart  grows  faint,  and  dim  mine  Eye  ; 
Make  hifte  to  help  before  I  die. 

€  The  Night  is  Witnefs  to  my  Tears, 
Diitreiiing  Pains,  diftrefiing  Fears  ; 

0  might  I  hear  thy  Morning  Voice, 
How  would  my  wearied  Powers  reioyce  ! 

9  In  Thee  I  trufr,  to  Thee  I  figh, 
And  lift  my  heavy  Soul  on  high  ; 
For  Thee  fit  waiting  all   the  Day, 
And  wear  the  tirefome  Hours  away. 

to  Break  off  my  Fetters,  Lord,  and  fhow, 
Which  is  the  Path  my  Feet  iliould  go  : 
If  Snares  and  Foes  befet  the  Road, 

1  flee  to  hide  me  near  my  God. 

li  Teach  me  to  do  thy  holy  Will, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  heavenly  Hill  ; 

N  z  Let 


286  P  S  A  L  M  CXLIV.     . 

Let  the  good  Spirit  of  thy  Love 
ConducT  me  to  thy  C«urts  above. 

12  Then  (hall  my  Soul  no  more  complain, 
The  Tempter  then  mall  rage  in  vain  ; 
And  Flefh,  that  was  my  Foe  before, 
Shall  never  vex  my  Spirit  more. 

Psalm  CXLIV.  Firji  Part.  Ver.  i,  2. 
Affiftam*  and  Viclory  in  the  fpiritual  Warjare* 
J    T^OR  ever  MefTed  be  the  Lord, 

Jj      My  Saviour  and  my  Shield  ; 

He  fends  his  Spirit  with  his  Word, 
To  arm  me  for  the  Field. 

2  When  Sin  and  Hell  their  Force  unite, 

He     makes  my  Soul  his  Care, 

Indrafts  me  to  the  heavenly  Fight, 

And  guards   me  thro'    the  War. 

3  A  Friend  and  Helper  fo  divine  J 

Does  my  weak  Courage  raife  ; 
,     He  makes  the  glorious  Victory  mine, 
And  his  mall  be   the  Praife. 

;P  s   a   l   m   CXLIV.  Second  Part.  Ver.  3,4,5,6, 

The  Vanity  of  Man,  and  Ccndefcenticn    cf  GOD, 
1    T    ORD,  what  is   Man,   poor   feeble  Man, 
[  j     Born   of  the  Earth  at  firft    ? 
His  Life  a   Shadow,   light  and  vain, 
StilJ   hailing   to    the   Dull. 

.2  O  what  is  feeble   dying  Man, 
Or   any  of  his  Race, 
•  That  God  mould  make  it  his  Concern 
To  vifit   him   with   Grace  ? 

g   That  God  who  darts  his   Lightnings   down, 
Who   makes    the  Worlds  above, 
.And   Mountains  tremble    at  his   Frown, 

How  wond'rous    is  his  Love  !  Psalm 


P  SA  L  M  CXLIV,  CXLV.     itf 

Psalm  CXLtv!  Third  Fart.  Ver.  J2-- 15. 
Gr«^  tf^*  £*V£«  ;  or,  :?"£*  happy  Nation, 

1  TTJAPPY  the  City,  where  their  Sons 

[""A      Like  Pillars  round  a  Palace  fet, 
And  Daughters    bright  as  polifh'd  Stones 
Give   Strength  and  Beauty   to  the  State. 

2  Happy  the  Country,  where  the  Sheep, 
Cattle,  and  Corn,  have   large    Increaje  I 
Where  Men  fecurely  work  or  fleep, 
Nor  Sons  of  Plunder  break  the   Peace. 

3  Happy  the  Nation  thus  endow'dy 
But  more  divinely  bleft  are  thofe 
On  whom  the  All-fufficient  God 
Himfelf  with  all  his  Grace  beuows. 

P  s  a  l  U  CXLV.     Long  Metre. 
The  Greamfs  of  GOD. 

1  "J\/TY  God-,  mv  King,  thy  various  Praife    . 
dlVA-    sha11  nil' the  Remnant  of  my  DayV 
Thy  Grace  employ  my  humble  Tongue 
Till  Death  and  Glory  raife  the  Song. 

2  The  Wings  of  ev'ry  Hour  mall  bear 
Some  thankful  Tribute   to  thine  Ear  ; 
And  every  fettirg  Sun   ih3ll  fee 

New   WoiJis  of  Duty  done  for  Thee. 

3  Thy  Truth  and  Juftice  I'll  proclaim  ; 
Thy   Bounty,  flows,  an   endleis  Stream  5  , 
Thy  rvlercv   Lvift  ;   thine  Anger  flow, 
But  dreadful  to    the  ftubborn  Foe. 

4  Thy   Works  with  fov 'reign  Glory  mine  5  . 
And  fpeak  thy   Majeity    divine  ; 

Let  Bntain    round  her    Shores  proclaim 
The  Sound  and  Honour  of  thy  Name.  • 

N  3  I  Lei 


288  PSALM    CXLV. 

5  Let  diitant  Times  and   Nations  raife 

The  long   Succeffion    of  thv  Praife  : 
And    unborn   Age*  make  my  Song 

The  Joy  and   Labour  of  their  Tongue. 

6  But  who  can  fpeak  thy  wondrous  Deeds  ? 
Thy  Greatnefs  all  our  Thought*  exceeds  ! 
Vafi  and  unfearchable  thy  Ways, 

Vait  and  immortal  be  thy  Praife. 

V  s   a   l   m     CXLV.    i—7,  ii  —  \^.  Firft  Fart* 
The  Greatnefs  of  GOD 
i   J    ONG  as  I  live  I'll   blefs  rfy  Name, 
jL_j  My  King,  my  God  of  Love  j 
My  Work   and   Joy  fhall   be  the   fame, 
In  the  bright  World   above. 

z  Great  is    the  Lord,    his  Power   unknown, 
And  let  his    Praife  be %  great  ; 
I'll  fing  the    Honours  of  thy   Throne, 
Thy  Works   of  Grace   repeat. 

3  Thy  Grace  fhall   dwell  upon  my  Tongue  ; 

And  while  my  Lips   rejoice. 
The    Men  that  hear  my  facred  Song 
Shall   join  their  chearful  Voice. 

4  Fathers    to   Sons   fhall  teach   thy  Name, 

And  Children  learn   thy  Ways  ; 
Ages  to  come  thy  Truth  proclaim, 
And  Nations    found  thy  Praife. 

5  Thv   glorious  Deeds  of  ancient   Date 

Shall  through  the  World   be  known  ; 
Thine   Arm    of  Power,  thy   heavenly    State 
With  pablick  Splendor  mown. 

6  The   World  is  manag'd  by   thy  Hands, 

Thy  Saints  are  rul'd   by  Love  ; 
And   thine  eternal  Kingdom  Hands, 

The/  Rocks  and  Hill's  remove.  Psalm 


P  S  A  L  M    CXLV.  2S^ 

Psalm     CXLV.     Second  Part.     Ver.  7,  fcfc 
.  7^  Gcodnefs  of  GOD. 

1  QWEET  is   the  Mem'ry  of  thy  Grace, 
O     My   God,  my  Heavenly  King  ; 
Let  Age  to  Age   thy   Righteoufnefs 

In  Sounds  of  Glory  fing. 

2  God  reigns   on   high,,  but  not  confines 

His  Goodnefs  to  the  Skies  : 
Through  the  whole  Earth  his  "Bounty  filing.' 
Ahd  ev'ry  Want  fupplies. 

3  With  longing  Eyes  thy  Creatures  wait 

On  Thee  for  daily  Food, 
Thy  liberal  Hand  provides   their  Meat, 
And  iills   their  Mouths   with.  Good. 

4  How  kind  -are  thy  Companions.    Lord  ! 

How  ilow  thine  Anger  moves  I 
But  ibon  he  fends  his  pardoning  Word 
To  chear  the  Souls  he  loves. 

5  Creatures  with  all  their  endlefs  Race 

Thy  Power  and  Praife  proclaim  ; 
Bur  Saints  that  taite  thy  richer  Grace 
Delight  to  blefs  thy  Name. 

Psalm  CXLV.     14,   17,  cjfr.  Thira  Part., 

Mercy  to   Sufferers  ;  or,   GOD   bearing  Praytr* , 

1  T    ET  every  Tongue  thy  Goodnefs  fpea-c, 
\_j     Thou  fovereign  Lord  of  jfitl  ; 
Thy"ftrengthning  Hands  uphold. the  Weak, 

And  raiie  the  Poor  that  fall. 

2  When  Sorrow  bows  the  Spirit  down, 

Or  Virtue  lies  diftreft 
Beneath  fome  proud  OppreiTor's  Frown,' 
Thou  giv'ft  the  Mourners  Reft. 

N  4.  1  Th? 


29o  PSALM  CXLVI. 

5    The  Lore)  fuppoits  our  totten^g  Days> 
\nd  glides  our  giddv   Youth: 
Holy  and  Juit  are  all   hi«     Aavs, 
\»d   all   his   Words  are  Truth. 

4  He   knows  the  Pain   his  Servants  fee], 

He  hears  hi-    ;  hildren  cry. 
And  thei,   beH  Withes  ro  fulfil 
His  Grace  is  ever'Mgh 

5  Hi?  Mercy  never  fhall  remove 

>rjo   Men  of    iea  t  iincere  ; 
He  favts  the  Souls,  whofe  humble  Love 
Is  jahvd  with  holy  Fear. 

6  [His  Itubborn  Fees  his  Sword  mail  fiay, 

And  pierce  their  Hearts  with  Pain  ; 
J3ut  none  that  ferve  the  Lord  fhall  fay, 
■'  They  fought  his  Aid  in  vain.] 

■7  [My  Lips  fhall  dwell  upon  his  Praife, 
And  ipread  his  Fame  abroad  ; 
Let  all  the  Sons  of  Adam  raife 
The  Honours  of  their  God.] 

Psalm     CXLVT.     Long  Metre, 

Traije  to  GOD  for  his  Goodnejs  and  Truth, 
j   TJRATSE  ye  the   Lord,  My  Heart  fhall  join 
J7    In  Works  fo  pieafanr,  £b  divine  ; 
Now  while  the  r leili  is  mine  Abode, 
*  And  when  my  Soul  afecnus  to  God. 

z  Praife  fhall  employ  my  noble.1  Powers, 
While   Immorality  endures  ; 
My  Days  of  Praife  fhall  ne'er  be  pair, 
While  Life  and  Thought  and  Being    Jail. 

3  Why  fliould  I  make  a  Man  my  Truft  ? 
Princes  mail  die  and  turn  to  Dull  j 

Their 


P  S  A  L  M  CXLVL  291 

Their  Breath  departs,   their  Pomp  and   Power,, 
And  Thoughts  all  vanifh  in  an  Hour. 

k   Happy   the   Man,  whofe  Hopes  rely 
Onim/''    GoO    :    He  made   the   Skv, 
And  Earth,  a'id  Seas,    with  all  their  Train, 
And   none    mall    find    his   Promife  vain. 

5  His  Truth  for  ever  Hands    fecnre  : 
He  faves    th'  Oppreft,   he  feeds  the   Poor  ; 
He  fends   the  labouring  Confcience  Peace, 
And   grants    the  Prifoner  fweet   Releafe, 

6  The  Lord  hath  Eyes    to  give   the  Blind  ; 
The    Lord  fupports    the   finking  Mind  t 
He  helps    the  Stranger   in    Diilrefr, 

The  Widow  and  "the  Fatherlefs. 

7  He  loves    his  Saints,  he  .knows   them  well. 
But  turns  the  Wicked  down  to   Hell    : 
Thy  God,  O   Zicn,   ever  reigns   ; 

Praife  him  in  everlaftirg   Strains-; 

Psalm     CXLVL     As   the   113$  ttJm. 

Praife  to  G03  for  his  Goodnefs  and  Truth. 

1  ¥'LL  praife  my  Maker  with   my  Breath  ; 
Jli   And    when   my   Voice  is  loll  in   Death 
Pjaife    mall   employ  my   nobler  Pow'rs  : 

My  Days   of  Piaife   lhall    ne'er  be  pair, 
While  Life  and   Thought's  and   Being   laft,    .. 
Or  Immortality  endures. 

2  Why  mould  I  make  a  Man  my   Trufc   j 
Princes  muft   die    and   turn  to    Dull   ; 

Vain   is  the    Help  of    FleQi  and   Blood   ; 
Their    Breath   departs,   their    Pomp   and  PovV'r 
And  -  Thoughts  all  vaniih  in  an    Hour, 

Nor  caa  \hzy  rrrake   their  Promife    good. 

N  5  $  Happy : 


PSA  L  M    CXLVII. 

3  Happy  the   Man  whofe  Hojpe^  rely 
On  Ifraefs  God  ;  He    mace  the' Sky, 
_And  Earth   and   Seas  (vHfi   all  their  Trail 
His  Truth  for  ever  frands   fe-cure  ; 

He  {-;ves  th'  Oppreih   he  feeds  the  Popr, 
And  none  mail  find  his  Prcmife  v:.. 

4  The  Lord  hath  Eyes  to  give  the  Blind  : 
The  Lord   fupports  the  funking  iVliad  ; 

He  fends   the  laboring  Con 'Cier.cc   Peace, 
He  helps   the    Stranger  in  Dilhefs, 
The  Widow  and  the  Faiherlefs, 

And  grants  the  Pris'nc  iweec  Releafe.  - 

5  He  ioves  his  Saint?,  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  Wicked  "Sown  to  Heil  I 

Thy   God,   O  Zion,  ever  reigns  ; 
Let  every  Tongue,  let  every  Age, 
In  this  edited  Work  engage: 

Praife  him  in  everiafling  .Strains. 


o 


I'll  praife  him  while  he  lends  nie  Breath, 
At.d   >vh^n   my   Voice  ii»  loir,  in  Death 

.  plov   my  nobler  Powers  ; 
My- Days  of  Praife  ihall   ne'er  be  pah, 
While  Life  and  Thought  and  Being  lait, 
Cr  Imrncrtalhy   endure:. 

P   s    a   L    M   CXLVH       Firfi  Part. 

The  Divine  Nature?  Pr:viuence>  and  Grace 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord  ;  'Tis  good  to  raife 
Our  tfea;ts  and  Voices  in  his  P;aife: 
\\\\   Nature  and  his   Works   invite 
To  make  his    Duty  our  Dtiight. 

The   Lord  builds  up   Jerufckxt. 

Ami  gathers   Nations  to  his  Neir.e  : 

]ii     Mercy  raelts   the  ftubborn  Soul, 

And  makes    the  broken  Spirit  whole.        y  H« 


PS  A  L  M   CXLVII.  29- ■ 

He  form'd  the  Stars  thofe  heav'nly  Flames, 
He  counts  their  Numbers,  calls  their  Names, 
His  Wifdom  vaft;  and  knows  no  Bound, 
A  Deep  where  all  our  Thoughts  are  drowu'd. 

4  Great  is  our  Lord,  and  great  his  Might ; 
And  all  his  Glories  infinite  : 

He  crowns  the  Meek,  rewards  the  Juft, 
'  And  treads  the  Wicked  to  the  Dull. 

Pause. 

5  -Sing  to  the  Lord,   exalt  him  high, 

Who  fp reads  his   Clouds  all   round  the  Sky  ;  , 
There  he   prepares   the  fruitful  Rain, 
Nor  lets   the  Drops  defcend  in  vain. 

6  He  makes  the  Grafs  the  Hills  adorn,. 

And  clothes  the  imiiing  Fiejds  with  Corn  ;  . 
The  Beafts  with  Food,  his  rlands  fupply,  . 
And  the  young  Raven*  when  they  cry. 

j  What  is  the  Creatures  Skill  or  Force 
The  fprightjy  Man,  the  warlike  Horfe,.: 
The  nibble  Wit,  the  active  Limb  ; 
All  are  too  mean  Delights  for  him.. 

8  But  Saints  are  lovely  in  his  Sight  : 
He  views  his  Children  with  Delight  : 
He  fees  their  Hope,  he  knows  their  Fear, 
And  looks  and  loves  his  Image  there. 

P  s   A   L   m     CXLVII,     Second  Part. 

Summer  and  Winter, 

A  Song  for  A-wtgr'F&CL 

*   jT* &l9'J0(EjPT-£fe  lhy  mighty  God, 

\_,      And  make  his  Honours  known  abroad  ; 
Hj  bid  the  Ocean  round  thee  flow  : 
Rqi  Bars  of  Brzh  could  guard  thee  Co. 

*Th7 


294  PSALM  CXLVII, 

2  Thy  Children  are  fecure  and  blerr  ; 
Thy  Shores  have  Peace,  thy  Cities  Reft  ; 
He  feeds  thy  Sons  with  iineit.   Wheat, 
And  adds  his  BlefTing  to  their  IVLat. 

3  Thy  changing  Seafons  he  ordains, 
Thy  early  and  thy  htrr  Rains  ; 

His  Flakes  of  Snovv.like  Wool  he    fends, 
And  thus  the  fpringing  Corn  defends. 

4  With  hoary  Froft  he  ftrews  the  Ground  ; 
His  Hail  ^efcends  with  clatt'ring  Sound  : 
Where  is  the  Man  fo  vainly  boW), 
.Thut  dares  deny  his '  dreadful   Cold  ? 

5  He  bids   the  Southern  Brezes  blow  ; 
The  Ice  diflblve.s  the  Waters  fl  >  v  : 
But  he  hath  nobler  Works  and    Ways 
'J^Wift"  iVa~'f<[  yT  toua7Sy?va  i  fe. 

6  To  all  the  ife  his   Laws  are  fhown  ; 
His   Gofp'.i  through  the   Nation   kno.vn  ; 
He  hath  not  thus  reveal'd  his   Word 
To  ev'ry  Land  :  Praife  ye  the  Lord. 

Psalm  CXLVil.  7—9,   1  , — 13.  Cora  Met 

Toe  Seafons  of  the  Year. 
j    X"J  7ITH  Songs  and  Honours  founding    loud, 
y'y        Addrefb  the  Lord  on  high; 
Over  the  Heav'ns  he  fpreads  his  Cloud, 
And  Waters  veil  the  Sky. 

B  He   fer.is  his  Show'rs.  of  Blciiing  down 
To  chear  the  Plains  beibw  ; 
He  makfs  the  Gra(s  the  Mountains  crown, 
And  Corn  in  Valleys  grow. 

3  He  gives  the  grazing  Ox  his  Meat, 
He  hears  the  Ravens    cry  \ 


P  S  A  L  M  CXLVIII.  *95 

But  Man  who  taftes  his  fineft  Wheat 
Should  raife  his   Honours   high. 

4.  His  Heady  Counfels  charge  the  Face 
Of  the  declining  Year  ; 
He  bids>  the  Sun  cut  fhort  his  Race, 
And  wint'ry   Days  appear. 

His  hoary  Froft,  his   fleecy  Snow, 
Defcend   and   clothe  the  Ground  ; 

The  liquid  Streams    forbear  to    flow, 
In  Icy    Fetters   bound. 

5  When  from  his  dreadful   Stores   on  high 

He  pours  the  ratt'iing  Hail, 
.    The   Wretch   that   dires    his    God    defy    \ 

Shall   find  his    Courage  fail. 

7  He    fends  his   Word   and  melts    the  Snow, 
-v  The  Fields  no  longer  mourn:;'4** 
He  calls  the    warmer  Gaies   to   blow, 
And  bids  the   Spring  return. 

5  The  changing  Wind,    the   flying   Cloud,! 
Obey  his  mighty    Word  : 
With   Songs    and    Honour    founding    loud, 
Praife  ye   the   Sov'ieign    Lord. 

Psalm     CXLVIII.     Prober  Metre. 

Praife  to  GOD  from  all  Creatures* 

E  Tribes  of  Adam  join 

With  Heaven,  and  Earth,  and  Seas, 

And  offer  Notes  divine 

To  your  Creator's  Praife. 

Ye  holy  Throng 

Of  Angels  bright,  , 

Jn  Worlds  of  Light 
t>^„:«    ;u"    c ° 


Begin  the  Song. 


^2  Thoa 


29^         PSALM   CXLVIII, 

2  Thou  Sun  Vvich  dazding  Rays 
And  Moon  that  rules  the  Nieht, 
bHine  to  your  Maker's  Praife! 
With  Stars  of  twinkling  Li*ht. 

His  Power-  declare, 
Ye  Floods  on  hieh, 
And  Clouds  that"  fly 
In  empty  Air. 

3  The  fhining  Worlds  above, 
lit  glorious  Order  {land, 

.  Or  in  fwift  Courfes  move, 
By   his    fupreme  Command. 
He  ipake  the  Word, 
And   all  their   Frame 
From  Nothing  came 
To   praife  the  Lord. 

4  He  mov\i  their  mighty  Wheels 
Jn    unknown    Ages  pail, 

And  each  his  Word  fulfils 
While  Time  and  Nature    lafL 

In    different    Ways 

His    Works    proclaim 

His    wondrous    Name, 

And    fpeak   his    Praife. 

Pause. 

5  Let  all  the  Earth-born  Race, 
And  Monflers   of  the   Deep, 
The   Fifh    tha'  cleave  the  Seas, 
Or  in  their  Bofom   fieep. 

From   Sea   and    Shore 

Their   Tribute  pay, 

And  flill    difpjay 

Their  tyfeker's  Power, 


P  S  A  L  M  CXLVIII.  29: 

6  Ye   Vapours,   Hail,    and   Snow, 
Praife    ye  th'   Almighty    Lord, 
And  ftormy  Winds    that  b;ow 
To   execute  his   Word. 

When   Lightnings  iliine, 
Or  Thunders  roar, 
Let  Earth  adore 
His  Hand  divine. 

7  Ye  Pvlountains  near  the^  Skies, 
With  lofty  Cedars   there, 
And  Trees  of  hurnbier  Size 
That  Fry  it  in  Plenty  bear  \ 

Beaits  wild  and  tame, 
Birds,  Flies  and  Worms, 
In  various  Forms 
Lxalt  his  Name. 

S  Ye  Kings  and  Judges  fezr 
The  Lord,  the  fovereign  King  j 
And  w'hile  ycu  rule  us  here, 
His  heavenly   Honours  frag  : 
Nor  let  the  Dream* 
♦        Of  Power  and  State 
Make  you  forget 
"His  Power  fu pi  erne. 

9  Virgins,  and  Youths,  engage 
To  found  his  Praife  divine, 
While  Infancy  and  Age 
Their  feebler  Voices  join  : 

Wide  z:s  he  reigns 
His  Name  be  lung    ^ 
By  every  Tongue 
In  endlefs  Strains, 

10  Let  ail  the  Nations  fear 
The  God  that  rules  above  j 


Ke 


293  P  S  A  L  M  CXLVIIL 

He  bring?  his  People  near, 

And    makes  xhtm    tafte   his  Love  : 

While  Earth    and    Sky 

Attempt  his   Praife, 

His  Saints  (hail  raife 

His  Honours  nigh. 

Psalm   CXLVfll.   Paraphrased  in  Long  Metre. 
Vni-verfal  Praije  to  GOD. 

1  T    OUD  Hallelujahs  to  the  Lord 

JL,  FrL'm  diJrant  Wends  whereCreatures  dwell : 
Let   Heav'n  begin  the  foleron   Word, 
And  found  it  dreadful  down  to   Hell. 

Jfote,  This  Pjalm  may  be  Jung  to  the  Tune  of  the 
old  It 2th  or  127th  P'al'n,  iftbejt  tnuc  Lints  be  added 
to  e^ery  Stan&u  (viz.) 

Each  of  his  Works  his  Name   difplays, 
For  they  can  ne'er  fulfil  the  Praile. 

Otherivi/e  it  mufi  be  fung  to  the  u/ual  Tunes  of  the 
Long  Metre. 

2  The  Lord  !  how  abfotute  he  reigns  ! 

Let  ev'ry    Angel   bend    his   Knee  ; 
Sing   of  his    Love  in  heav'nly   Strains, 
And  fpeak   how  fierce  his    Terrors  be. 

3  High  on  a  Throne  his  Glories  dwell, 
An    awful   Throne  of  fhining   Blifs  : 
Fly   thro'  the   World,    O   Sun,  and    tell 
How   dark  thy  Beams   compai'd   to  his. 

4  Awake  ye  Tempefts,  and  his   Fame 
In  Sounds   of  dreadful  Praife  declare; 
And  the  fweet  Whifper  of  his   Name 

i    Fill  evry  gentler  Breeze  of  Air, 

5  Let 


PSALM  CXLVIII.  299 

5  Let  Clouds,  and  Winds,  and  Waves   agree 
To  join  their  Praife  with  b.Szing  Fire  j 
Let  the  firm  Earth  and   ^oiling  Sea 

In   this  eternal   Song,  confpire. 

6  Ye   flow'ry   Plains  proclaim  his  Skill  ; 
Values  lie  low  before  his  Eye  ; 

And  let  his    Praife  from  ev'ry   Hill 
Rife  tuneful  to  the  nejghb'ring  Sky. 

7  Ye  ftubborn  Oaks,  and   (lately  Pines, 
Bend    your  high  Branches  and  adore  : 
Praife  him,  ye  Beaiis,  in  difF'rent  Strains  ; 
The  Lamb  muit  bleat,  the  Lion  roar. 

8  Birds,  ye  muit  make  his   Praife  your  Theme* 
Nature   demands  a  Sorg  t'om  you  : 

While  the  dumb  Fifn  that  cut  the  Stream 
<    Leap  up   and  mean  his   Praifes   too. 

9  Mortals,   can  you  refrain  your  Tongue, 
"&"hen  Natur-e  all  around   you  ling,*  ? 
O  for  a  Shout  from  Old  and   Young, 
From  humble   Swains  and  lofty  Kings   ! 

io#Wide  as  his   vaft   Dominion   lies 
ATake  the  Creator's  Name  be  known  ; 
Loud  as  his  Thunder  ihout  his   Praife, 
And   found  it  lofty  as  his  Throne. 

II    Jehovah  !    'tis   a  glorious    Word  ! 
O  may    it  dwell   on  ev'ry  Tongue  1 
But  Saints .  who   Deft  have  known  the  Lord 
Are  bound  to  raife  the  nobleit  Song. 

I  2   Speak  of  the   Wonders   of  that   Love 
Which  Gabriel  plays  on    ev'ry  Chord  : 
From  a.l  be'o-v    and  a'!  above, 
Loud   Hahciuiah\  to  the  Lord. 

PSA!,   it 


3-0O        PSALM   CXLVI1I. 

Psalm     CXLVIII.     Short  Metre. 

Univer/al  Praife, 
t    T    ET  zv'ty  Creature  join 

JL/     To  Piaife  th*  eternal  God  ; 

Ye  heav'nly  Hofts,  the  Song  begin, 

And  found  his  Name  abroad. 

2  Thou  Sun  with  golden  Beams, 

And  Moon  with  paler  Rays, 
Ye  ftarry  Lights,  ye  twinkling  Flames, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  Praife. 

3  He  built  thcfe  Worlds  above, 

And  flx'd  their  wond'rotis  Frame  ; 
By  his  Command  they  ftand  or  move, 
And  ever  (peak •his  Name. 

4  Ye  Vapours,  when  ye  rife. 

Or  fail  in  Show'rs  or  Snow, 
Ye  Thunders  mtrrmurin'g  round  the  Skies, 
Kis  Pow'r  and  Glory  mow, 

5  Wind,   Hail,  and  flsfhing  Fire,. 

Agree  to  praife  the  Lord, 
When  ye  in  dreadful  Storms  confpire 
To  execute  his  Word. 

6  By  all  his  Works  above 

His  Honours  be  expreft  ; 
But  Saint?  that  tafte  his  faving  Love 
Should  fmg  his  Praifes  bed. 


a   u   s   E 


I. 


Let  Earth  and  Ocean  know 

They  owe  their  Maker  Praife  ; 

Praife  him,  ye  wat'rv  Worlds  below, 
And  Moniters  of  the  Seas. 


8  From 


PSALM   CXLVIII.         301 

From  Mountains  near  the  Sky 

Let  his  high  Praife  refound, 
From  humble  Shrubs  and  Cedars  high, 

And  Vales  and  Fields  around* 

9  Ye  Lions  of  the  Wood, 
And  tamer  Beaft's  that  graze, 

Ye  live  upon  his  daily  Food, 
And  he  expe&s  your  Praife. 

10  Ye  Birds  of  lofty  Wing, 
On  high  his  Praifes  bear  ; 

Or  fit  on  rlow'ry  Boughs,  and  fing 
Your  Maker's  Glory  there. 

11  Ye  creeping  Ants  and  Worms,  ' 

His  various  Wifdom  fhow, 
And  Flies  in  all  your,  mining  Swarms, 
Praife  him  that  dreft  you  fo. 

12  By  all  the  Earth-born  Race, 

His  Honours  be  expref&'d, 
But  Saints  that  know  his  heavenly  Grace, 
Should  learn  to  praife  him  belt. 
Pause     II. 
33  Monarchs  of  wide  Command, 
Praife  ye  th'  eternal  King, 
Judges,  adore  that  fovereign  Hand, 
Whence  ail  your  Honours  fpring. 

14  Let  vigorous  Ycuth  engage 

To  found  his  Praifes  high  ; 
While  growing  Babes  and  withering  Age 
Their  feebler  Voices  try. 

15  United  Zeal  be  fliowh 

His  wondrous  Frame  to  raife  ; 
God  is  the  Lord  :   His  Name  alone 
Deferves  our  endlefs'  Praife. 

16  Let 


302  PS  A  L  M   CXLIX. 

1 6    Let  Nature  join  with  Art, 

And  all   pronounce   him   bleft, 
But  Saints  that  dwell  fo  near  his  Heart 
Should  iing  his  Praifes   belt. 

Psalm  CXLIX. 

Prai/7  GOD,  alibis  Saints  ;  of,  The  Saints  judging, 
the  World: 

l      A   LL  ye  that  love  the   Lord,  rejoyce, 
jf"\.     And  let  your   Songs  be   new  ; 
Amidli  the    Church   with  chearful   Voice 
His  later   Wonders   mew. 

The  jfeiur,   the  People  of  his  Grace, 

Shall   their  Redeemer  fing  ; 
And  Genn'e  Nations  join  the  Praife 

While  Zion   owns  her   King. 

3  The   Lord  takes   Pieafare  in  the  Juft, 

Whom  Siners  treat  with  Scorn 
The  Meek  that  lie  defpife'd  in  Dull 
Salvation   fliall  adorn. 

4  Saints  fhould  be  joyful  in  their  King 

EVn  on  a  dying  Bed  : 
And  Hire  the  Souls  in   Glory  fing, 
For  God  fhall  raife  the  Dead. 

5  Then  his  high  Praiie  mall  fill  their   Tongues, 

Their  Hands  mall  wield  the  Sword  : 
And  Vengeance  fliall  attend  their  Songs, 
The  Vengeance  of  the  Lord. 

6  When  Chrij}  his  Judgment-feat  afcends, 

And  bids   the    World  appear, 
Thrones  are  prepared   for  all  his  Friends 
Who  humbly   lov'd   him  here. 

7  Then 


PSALM  CL.  303 

'Then  mall  they  rule  with  Iron  Rod 

Nations  that  da.'d  rebel  : 
And  join  the  Sentence  of  their  God, 

On  Tyrants  doom'd  to  Hell. 

The  Royal  Sinners    bound  in  Chains 

New  Triumph  mall  afford  ; 
Such  Honour  for  the  Saints  remains: 

Praife  ye  and  love  the  Lord. 

^P  s  a  l  m     CL.     1,   2,  6. 
A  Song  of  Praife. 

IN    God's  own  Houfe  pronounce  his  Praife, 
His  Grace  he  there  reveals  ; 
To  Heav'n  your  Joy  and  Wonder  raife, 
For  there  his  Glory  dwells. 

Let  all  your  iacred  Paffions  move, 

While  you  rehearfe  his   Deeds  ; 
But  the  great  Work  of  favlng  Love 

Your  higheft  Praife  exceeds. 

All    that  have   Motion,  Life  and   Breath, 

Proclaim  your  Maker  bleft  ; 
Yet  when  my  Voice  expires  in  Death, 

My  Soul  mall  praife  him  bell:. 

The  Chrijlian  Doxology. 
Long  Metre. 

rO  God  the  Father,  God    the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirir,    Th'ee   in  One, 
Be  Honour.    Praile,     and  Glorv  giv'n 
By  all  on  Earth,  and  all  in  Heaven. 
Common  Metre. 
ET  God   the  Father,    and  the  Son, 
_^    And  Spirit  be  adci'd 

Where    here  are  Works  to  make  hir>;  known, 
Or  Saints  to  love  the  Lord.  Common 


304  DOXOLOGIES. 

CommonMetre,  where  theTune  includes  tivoStanza** 
I. 

THE  God  of  Mercy  be  ador'd, 
Who  calls  our  Souls  from  Death, 
Who  faves  by  hh  redeeming  Word, 
And  New-creating  Breath. 

n. 

To  praife  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  all  Divine, 
The  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 

Let  Saints  and  Angels  join. 

Short  Metre. 

E  Angels  round  the  Throne, 
And  Saints  that  dwell  below, 
Worfhip  the  Father,  praife  the  Son,   - 
And  blefs  the  Spirit  too. 

As  the  liyh  Pfalm. 
OW  to  the  great  and  facred  Three, 

The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  .be 
Eternal  Praife  and  Glory  giVn 
Thro'  all  the   Worlds  where  God  is  known, 
By  all  the  Angels  near  the  Throne, 

And  all  the  Saints  in  Earth  and  Heav'n. 

As  the  \nfith     Pjalm. 

TO  God  the  Father's  Throne 
Perpetual  Honours  raife  ; 
Glory  to  God  the  Son, 
To  God  the  Spirit  Praife  : 
With  all  our  Powers, 
Eternal  King, 
Thy  Name  we  fmg, 
While  Faith  adores. 

THE    END. 


Y 


N 


AnlNDE    X, 

O  R 

*T  A  B  L  E  to  find  a  Pfalm  fuited  to  par- 
ticular Subjects  or  Occasions. 

Note,  In  this  Table  I  have  not  directed  to  the  federal 
"Parts  or  Metres  of  the  Pfalmt  left  it  jhould  breed  too 
great  a  Confufion  of  Figures.  What  is  fought  in  any 
PJalm,  may  eafily  be  found  by  turning  a  Leaf  or  ttu9 
backward  or  forward  to  the  difiincl  Parts  or  Metres* 

If  you  find  not  what  Word  you  feek  in  this  Table, 
feek  another  of  the  Jame  Signification  :  Or,  feek  it  un- 
der fome  of  the  more  general  Words  t  fuch  as  God, 
Chrift,  Church,  Saints,  Pfalm, Prayer,  Praife,  Afflicti- 
on, Grace,  Deliverance,  Death,  &c. 

A  ent  94..  gentle  1 03,  mode- 

A  Dam  the  firjll£  fecond     rated  12 5. very  great  102, 

their  Dominion  8.  H3>  77- 

Afflicted,/0//);  to  them  41,  Aged  SaintsRefieclion  and 

35 .  and  tempted fupporied     Hope  7  I . 

55,145, 1 56.  iheirPrayer  All-feeing  God  139. 

102,  143-  Saints   happy   Angels  Guardian  34,  91,-' 

73,  119,  14th  Part.  94.     all fubjeel  toChrifi%g,gj, 
Afflictions,  Hope  in  them     Praife  the  Lord 103  'pre- 

42,  13,  77,  Support  and    fent  in  Churches  1 38. 

Profit  il9,l4thPart.  In-   Appeal  toGod againJlPer- 

Jirutlion  by  them  94,  II 9,     fecutors  7 .  concerning  <vr 
'     1 8  th  Part,  fancliffd  9  4,   Sincerity  139,  Humility  1 3  I 

219,  18th  Part,  Courage  Afcen£on  op    Chrift    24, 

in  them  119,  17th  Part.      6§,  47.  1IO. 

remov'd  by   Prayer  34,   Afiillance  from  God  1 44, 

107.  Submijfion  to  them      138 

123,  131,  39  fromMen    Atfc- ifmpraclical  14,  36, 
fee  Pe/fecution.  In  Mind     12.  punifh'd  10. 

andBody  1 43.  Trying  our  Attributes    of   God    36, 

Grtf«i66,ii9,l7thPa-rt.      111.   145,  14.7. 

<withom  Rejection  89.  of  Authority  from  Godj$9 

Saints  and  Sinners  differ-     82,  B 


I     N     D     E     X. 

B  fecondComm^rhisIncar 

T>  A. ck  Aiding  Scul  in  Dif    nation  Kingdom  and  judg 

trcjs  and  Dejertion  25.    tnent  96,  97,  98.  the   trui 

refto-  d^\  pardon' d~Z,\  30     D;;vid  89,    35,  his  Death 

Bleffing  of  God  in  thcBuJi-    and  Refurredlion  22,  16 

nejs  ^Comforts  of  Life  1  27    6g  theEtemzlCreatoriaz 

Bi' flings  of  a  Family  128.    exalted  to  ^Kingdom  2, 

133.  of  a  Nation  1.14,147.     2 1,  8,  72,  1 10-  oarExam- 

cf  the  County  65  147.  o/tf    pie  109. Faith  /»  ^/jBlood 

Perfon  I,  32,  112.  51.  God  «W  Man  89.  £a 

Blood   of  Chriji  ckanfing   Godhead  102.  our  Hope  \f 

from  Sin  51,  69.  5  I.  £/>  Incarnation  ^Sa- 

Book  of  Nature  &  Scripture   crifice  40./^  King,cif  /£*. 

19,1 19,4th  Part.Britain's    Church  his  Spouje  41    £// 

Prosperity  67. deliver 'd/rom   Kingaom  amongQzwvAzs']  2 

Slavery  7 ^Mctppinejs  1.47.    87,  132    £/.$■  Love  iGEne- 

Brothe;ly  Z,oz/*    133.  ■#*■-    mies  log^^hisMajefygj, 

proof  141.     .  99.£/jmediatom)A7«£<7W 

"Butinek  of  Life  hlef  127.      Sg,i  10. hisObtdlerxt  and 

C  Death  6g  his  perfoncOGlo- 

/""♦Are    a/*   Gc</    co/^r   j&//   n'«  <sW  Government  45. 

Saints  3  4.  praifed  hyChildrcn  8 . P 1  ielt 

Charity  /o  /i>£  P^r  37,41,    «W  King  1 10.  A/4  Reiur- 

1 1 2,  fl»^  Jufiice  15,  112.    rection  <?#  the  Lord's  Day 

mixed nvithhnpr teat ions^    1 18.  carStrength  ksRigh- 

Chaftifementy^AfHiftions   tetufnefsjl,  his  Sufferings 

Children  praifi*g   God  8.    aWKuigdom  2,22,69  A// 

made  Bletfings    127,    128.  ScfFeringsyor  r.urSalvution 

inftrucled  34,  78  69   his  Zeai  &  Reproaches 

Chrift  the  Jeeond  h&am,bis    ibid. 

Incarnation,  hisDominion  8 .  Chri  fti  an c Qualifications  1 5 , 

}&/.r  Ali-fumciency  16.  ^/j    24.  Church  made  o/^Jews 

Afcenfion  24,  68}no  /£*  ^WGcntiles  87 

Chu-chV  Foundation  118.  church  ;7j  Beauty  45,  48, 

/>/j  Coming  /^  £/£«/  c/7/  122  ^Btrth-pl£ce^ai»/i 

12.  his  Condefcenfion  and  S  7  .bullion  JefusChr  if  1 1 8 

Glorification  8.   Covenant    Delight  o  S^/y  *'»//  27. 

«*£<&  with  himSg  firf  and  Deitruction  ofEnemiespro- 

ceeds 


INDEX. 

ceedsfrom  thence  76.  Ga-  Communion   with   Saints 

tber'd  &  fettled  132.  eft  be    1 06,  1 3  3  r 

Gentiles  45, 47.  God  fights  Confemon  of 'ourPoverty\6 

for-her  46,  10,    20-  God's    of  Sin, Repentance,  &  Par- 

prefencet here  132,%^.  God's     don  32,  51,  38,  130,  143. 

fpecial  Delight    87,    132.  Confcience/^^rl  19. 13th.- 

God'sGardeng2  Going  to    Part.  frjr  G«///  relieved  38, 

it  122.  tbeHouJe&  Care  of   32,51.   130. 

God  135    of  the  Jews  and  Content\oncomplainydofi20 

^entiles  87,?V/Increafe67.  Converfe  w//^Godii9,  2d 

Prayer  inDijlrefs  80.  Per-    Part,  63. 

fecuted,  fee   Perfecutkm.  Converfion  and  Joy  126  at 

Reilor'd  fyPray erg  5 ,102,    the  Ajcenfion  ofChrifl  no. 

107.  itsSafety  inN  at  tonal    of  J  ews  and  Gentiles  87,- 

Defolationsq.6  is  /^Safety     106,  96. 

and  Honour  of  a  Nation  \%   Correction  yk  A-fHittion. 

the  Spoufe  cfChriir.  45.  #j  Corruption  of  Manners  ge- 

Worfhip    and   Order   48.     neral  11,  12. 

Wrath  againf  Enemies  pro-  Counfel  <?W  Support  from 

ceeds  thence  76.  God  j6.  1 19. 

Colonies  planted  107.  Courage/»Z)*«?£l6, 17,71. 

Comfort,  HotineJstS Pardon   in  Persecution  119,17th  Part. 

4,32,  119    1  ith  #77^i2th  Covenant  made  ivithChrllk 

Pans  &  Support  inGodgq., 

1 6.  fromancient  Providence 
I  77,  143:  of  Ijfebkfl  127. 

and  Pardon    1 30. 

Company  of  Saints  16,1  oy* 

Complaint  of  Ab  feme  from 

publicPFo*Jbip^2,ofSicknefs 

6.  Dejertion  13    /V/V*,  <^- 

theijm,  OppreJJwn  \\,  12.  of 

Temptation  1 3 ,generat\02 


89     tf  Grace    unchange- 
able 89,  106. 
Crejtior  '««</  ProvH 

I35*i36»33^I04'I^7^ 
Creatures  no  Truth  in  thtm 

62,  33,  146.  *>#/#, £?f  God 

All-Jufficient   33.   Pr-aiftng 

God  148. 

D 


t/~  Quarrelfome  Neighbours 
120.  fl/*  £ia<vy    Affiiclions 
in  Mind  and  Body  143. 
Companion  £/*God  103, 
M5>  r47'» 


5>  J39- 


T"\AiIy  Devotion 

Day  of  Humiliation  for 

Dijappoin.mtr.ts  inWat 60 

Death  «W  Rejurreclion  of 

Cbrifi\6  6g.  of  Saints  and 

Sinners  17*37549-  avJSuf- 

O  ferings 


INDEX. 

ftrings  ofChrifiz 2 , 69.  De-  Devotion    daily   55,    1 34, 

li-verance  frcm   it  31.  W    141.  on  a  fick Bed  39,  6. 

jPW<&  49    a»</  /^  Re/ur-  fee    Morning,     Evening, 
rettion  49,  j  i,Sg. Courage    LordVday. 
'  in  it   16,  17,23.    the  Ef  Direction  Cff Pardonz^.and 
'■feci  of  Sin  90  Defence  prayed  for  5,  and 

Defence  inGod  3,?  2 1  .*»</    #<^<?  42.  fee' Knowledge. 

Salvation  in  God  18    6i»    Difea/e,  ><>  Sicknefs 
Belay ingS/Wrj  warn  dg^   Diftrefs  of  SouhrBackfid- 
Delight  *«//  5a/i?/y  /«  /£<?  ■  ing  and  De  Union  25.  re-  \ 
>  Church  48,  27,  84.  /«  /£*    /wf</  51,  130. 

Law  of  God  1 19,  5th  8th  Dominion    «/*  Man  ever 

and  18th  Parts.  inGod  6$y     Creatures  8. 

42,73,84,  18.  Doubts  undFearsfuppreffed 

Del  1  v'ran  ce  begun  and  per-     3  >  31.  143. 
fecled  8  3 .  /row  Defpair  18  Dr  un k ard  and  Glutton  1 07 . 
from, deep  Diftrefs  34,40.  ^uty  '*God  CifMani5,24. 
/row  Death  31,  11%. from  Dwelling  with  God,  fee 

Oppreffion  £5 FalJhood$6.    Heaven,  Church,  &c. 
from  Perfecution  53*94  by  E 

?rayer34, 40,85, 1  26  from  J?Ducation  religious^-j% 

Shipwreck  i07-/rewSlan-  Egypt's  Plagues  105. 

der  31.    Surprizing  126.  End  of  Righteous  cif  Wick- 
from  Temptation  3,6,13,     ed  I,    37 

18.  from  a  Tumult  118.  Enemies  overcome  18   1>ray~ 
Defertion  &D if  rtfs  of  Soul    edfor  35,    109     defrayed 

25,  13,  38,  143  12,  76'  48- 

Defire^/^w/^119  9th  Rnvy&Unbeliefcur'dtfy^g 

Part.  ofHolinefs  1 19  I  Ith  Equity  W  Wifdomof?iQ- 

Part-  of  Comfort  and  Deli-    vidence  9 

<verance  1 19,  i^thPart.  V  Evening  Pfalm  4,139,1,11 

quickening  Grace  119,16th  Evidences  of  Grace, or  Self - 

Part.  Examination  26.  of  Since- 

Defolations,   the  Church's    rity  13,  19,  139. 

&ryfr#  in  them  46  EviI  ^'««  12    Neighbours 

Dt  fpair  W  //*/*  /»  Z)^/£    1 20.  Magiflr&tes   1 1 ,  58, 

17.  49.  Deliverance//-^    81. 

i/  .x  8,  1 30,  Exaltation  ^  C£r//?  to  the 

Kingdom 


I    N    D    E    X. 

Kingdom  2,21,  22,  69,72,  Glory  cfGodin  ourSalvati- 
110.  *'      on  69.  and  Grace prcmifed' 

Examination  or  Evidences     84,  97,  89. 
of  Grace  26,  139.  Glutton  78.  and  Drunkard 

Exhortations  to  Peace  and    107. 
HoHnefs  34.  God  all  in  all  1 27.  All- fee 

F  ingi39-  All-fufficient  16, 

P  Aithy Prayer  cf per/ecu-  3  3  .his  fie'mgdttrihutes  and 
ted  Saints^ 5 . in  theBlcod  Providence  36,65 , 1 47 .his 
ofChrift^l^z  in  divine  CzTeofSaintsjyi^.hisCit- 
Grace  and  Power  62, 1-30.  ation  and  Providence  33, 
F.aithfulncfs  of  God  89,  104,  &c.  our  Defence  and 
105,  III,  145,  146.  of  Salvation  3,  6i,  33,  1 15* 
Man  15,  141.  Eternal  end  fovereign  and 

l?al(hood,B/afphemy,&c.  1 2  ^/y  93 .  Eternal  and  Man 
andOppreff on, Deliverance  ^0^/90, iozFaithfulneiV 
from  them  12,  56.  105,1 1 1,89  Glorified  and  \ 

Family   Government    10 1.    &"»;z*rj/^W69.Goodnefs 
Love  and.  Worjhip    133.    andMercy  145, 1 03.  Good-  j 
B:.ejfngs  128.  nefs  W  ?r«/j  145,  146," 

Fears  &  Doubts  fuppnjfedi,  Governing  Power  tfGcod- 
34,3 1  Ja  'heWcrJhip  ofGod    mfs  66.Great  & 'Goodly, 
89,99  0/G^ii9,i3ihPart    68,i45,i47.Hearty^ff/&-; 
Flattery   W  #&&&   ««?-    ing  l^  our  onlyHo^t  and 
plained  of  12,  36.  #^  142. /^  Judge  9,50,  i 

Forgivenefc>  Pardon.  07.  Kind  r*  hisPeopleiAc, 
Formal  /^^>  50.  146.  #,  Majefty  97.  tfjgjf 

Frailty  */ilte  89.90,  144  CW^*>»i  13,144.1^= 
Fretfulneis  dijeourag'd  37.  Cy  and  Truth  36,103,136, 
Friendship  itsBhjfmgs  133  89,  145.  »W<r  Man  8.  r/ 
Funeral  P/^W  89,  90.  Nature  W  G^«  65,  % 

®?  Perfections  11 1,  36,  1 45, 

QEntile^  g^ventoChriftz,    147.  £«,-  Portion  fcf  Chrift 
22,  72.  Church  45,65,    our  Hope 4,e#rPortion  /^r* 
72,  8-7.  Q  vjning  the  true    and 'hereafter  7  3.^'..  Power 
0^96,9847  .and Majefty  68,89,93,96. 

Gion£cauon  iff  Condefcen-  Prais'd  £y  C£//</m,  8.  <w 
ftoncfCbrift  S,  45.  Preferver  121,138.^-5/^/ 

O   2  in 


I    N    D    E    X. 


in  £-V  Churches    84.  our 
Refuge  in  national  Trou- 
bles 46.  our  Shepherd23- 
£// Sovereignty  ana  Good- 
nefs  to  Man  8,  11  3,  .'44 
carSupport  andComfortq^ 
Supreme  Governor  82,  93, 
75.    bis  Vengeance  and 
■Companion  68,  97.     Un- 
changeable 89.  111.  hit 
XJniverfal    Dominion   103. 
his  Wifdom  in  his  Works 
\  111,  139.   Worthy  of  all 
Praife  145,  146,  150. 
Good  Works  15,  24,  1 1  z. 
I    Profit  Men.  not    God  16. 
Goodnefs  of  God  8,    103, 

III,  145,  146. 
'  Gofpel  its  Glory  £5?  Succefs 
j  19,45,1 10.  "Joyful  Souna 
'  89,98  Worjbiptf  Order  48 
^Government  ofChriJl  45. 
.  from  God  7  5 , 
;Grace  itsEvidences.  orSelf- 
i  Examination  26, 1  30,  a- 
■  hove  Riches  144  vuithout 
Merit  16,  32  of  Chrifi 
45 ,7  2.  tf  W  Pro-vide  nee  3  3 , 

!   3<5>  **5>  J36>  H7 •   /v<?' 

ferving  and  refioring  138, 
?ra/£  *W  Protection  75 
Try'd  hy  Affliction  17,66, 
I25.  and  Glory  84,  97, 
pardoning  1 30. 
.^Guilt  ofConfcienee  relieved 


H 

HAppy  Saint  andeurfed 
Sinner      I . 

Harvefl65,    126,  147. 

Health,  Sickne/'s,  and  Re- 
covery 6,  30,  31.  Prayed 
/ir  6,  38  39. 

Heart  known  to   God  139. 

Hearing:    «/"    Prayer  and 

Salvation  4,  10,66,  102. 

Heaven  0/  feparate  Sou's 
and  Re/ur reel ion  17.  //?* 
Saints  duelling  Place  24. 

Holinefs./WdW  andCcm- 

fort  4.  Defred  1 19.  nth 
Par/.     Prc/^    119,    3</ 
Part.  139. 

Hope  in  Darknffs  i^yyj9 
I43,  0/*  Rejurreclion  16, 
7 1 ,  tfW  Defpair  in  Death 
17,49  ^nd  Prayer  iy.  for 
Vielory  20 •  and  Direilion 
42  /«  Afflictions  42.  143. 

Hofanna  of  theChildren  8. 

for  the  Lord's  Day  1 18. 

Houfholdy^  Familv. 

Humiliation  £^y  10.  /er 
Dif appointment  60. 

Humility  tfW  Submifflon 
131,  139. 

Hypocrites  «W  Hypocrify 
12,53. 

Dohtry    reproved    1 6, 


1 


11 


ii 


*35 


Jehovah 


I     N     D     E    X. 

Jehovah  6S,  8?.  reigns  93,  Kingdom    of   Chrijl,  jee- 

96,  97.  Chrift. 

Jews,  /**  Ifrael.  Knowledge     defired    19, 

Images,  yk  Idolatry.  119,  9'h  Part. 

Imprecations  l^.Charity%^  L 

Incarnation   96,    97,    98.  T  AW  of -God  Dtlight  in 

and  Sacrifice  of  Chrift  40.  it   lit). 

Infants  1 39. y^  Children.  Liberality    rewarded  41, 

Initrucliof;  /><?tfz    God  25.  112. 
yhvw   Scripture  119,    4.  h '  Life  «W  Riches  their  Fa- 

and  7th  Parts,  inPiety$±.  nity  49.   y^or/  rf/7^  feebk 

Jnitruclive  Jffl-flionsg^.  89,90,    144. 

Intemperance  punijtfd  78,  Longing  *//*r  God 63,  42. 

and  pardon*  d  107.  Lbrd's-Day      Pfalm     92, 

Joy     e/'   Ccnverjicn    126.  1 1-8.  Morning  5,  1 9,  63..  , 

y£?  Delight*  Love  0/'  GW  f<?  /£<?  Right  e^ 

JCr&d  faved from  the.  AfiV-  0^r>   #^  Hatred    to   the' 

rians  y6.Ja-v'd  frc*;j  E-  Wickedi,  ll.ro cur Neigk- 

gypt,  and  brought  to  Ca-  &?«r  15.   of  Chrift  to  b'in-' 

naan  135,  136,  77,  105,  ners-j$cf 'God  better  ihan^ 

I07 .  Rebellion  andPuni/h-  Life  63    0/"  God  unchan- 

ment  78  punijh' 'd  Iff  par-  geable  106,89.  to  Enemies 

don'd  106,     107.  Travels  109,35.  Brotherly  1^7,1^  '. 

in  the  Wilder r.ejs  107. 1 1 4  Jfror.Jbip  in  a  Family  ibid 

Judgment  •  <&/wzf  Mjr^'%  Luxury   puniJFd  78,    «#?/? 

68,  i3tfy  1,  50,  26,97,98,  pardon'd  107. 

149.  Seat  of  God  9.  M 

Juidce  of  Providence^  and  Vf  Agiftrates    warned  5  8, 

Truth  towaras   Men    1 5  *2.  Qualifications  icl  • 

Juitjficationyr^  32,    1 30  raijea  and    dpctd     yc. 

K  Majeivy  e/*  Go^  68  £*Cf  d 

IT"  I N  G    /i    the   Care    of  Mvr\  bis    Vanty    as  mortals 

Heaven  2\.  39,  89,90.144.  Dominion 

King    WV'liam   tfW  King  over  Creatures  %    Mortal 

Geprge  75.  and  .Chrift  eternal    102.   ! 

0-3     Wonderjjd 


INDEX. 

Wonderful  Formation  139.  Nature  and  Scripture   10, 
Mariners  Pfalm  107.  11-9,    7th  Part,    of  Man 

Marriage  znyftical  43  139. 

Mailer  of  a  Family  101.       New-England  P/2?/jw  107. 
Meditation    1,    63,     119,  Novem.  5.I1  1^5,  124. 

5  til  and  6th  Parts.  O 

Melancholy    reproiSd  42.   Q3edienceyfof<?r£  32,  I  3, 
and  Hope']'/,  remold  1 26.  139     better  than  96- 

Mercies  common  find  Special    crifice  50 
63,  103.  Spiritual cjff em-   Old    Age,    Z)«tf£  98.   a»</ 
^<?r#/     103-     Innumerable      Refurretfio*    71,89. 
139.  Everlafing  136  #1?-  Omnipotence,     Omnifd- 
ccrded  107   and  Judgment     ence.  Ornnipref€nce,(£ff» 
«-.  <?W  Truth  of  G:d  j6,     ycv  God. 
.  103,  89,  136,  145,  146.  P 

Merit  dij claimed  1 6.  pArdon, #*//«*/>  &f  Csa*- 

Meffiah,>*  Chriit.  *    /#«   4.  of  Backflidng 

Midnight    Thoughts,     63,      j%.  and  Direction  25.  and 
I  39, 1 19, 5th  cif  6tk  Paris.     Repentance  prayed  for  3.3, 
Minivers  ordain  d  132.  «»</  Confejpen  32.   cfori- 

Miracles  la  /^tf  Wilder  nffs     ginal  and  actual  Sin  ijl. 
[   114,  plentiful  ivitb  Gcd  130. 

Morning  Pfalm  3,  141.  0/"  Patience  under  Jffliftions 
a  Sabbath  5,  19,  6$.  39.  under  Per] e cut itns  37, 

Mortality  of  Man,  39,49,     44    /a  Darknefs  77,  130, 
50     tfW    /fyte     89.    #»^     131. 

God's  Eternity  C)®,  102.       Peace   and  Holinefs  encou- 
N  r/7^^34.  w//A   .V//a  dV- 

XjAtion's      Honour     and   fired  \zo. 
^       S*/'*ij»  is    the  Church  Perit  dions    cf  God    ill, 
48     Projpenty    67,    1 44.      1 45,  1 47,  I  36. 
Blejs'd  and punijhed  107.  Perkculed    Saints      their 
National    Deliverance  67,      Prayer  and  Faith  35,  44, 
75    -76.124,  126.  Defola-      74,  bo,  83. 
1   riff*;,  rr<?  Churcns  Safety  Perfection,   Victory   c<ver 
and  Triumph  in  them  46.  *W 


I    N-  D    E    X 


ii 8.  General   S6,    145,    j 
150.  for  the  Gofpel   98, 
for  Health   refold   30,    j 
116.  for  Heating  Pi  ay*r    i 
66,  102  /«  Jefus  Chrift   ;j 
45 .  from  all  Nations  117 
and  Prayer  pub  lick   65.   ■ 
far- Protection,  Grace  and 
truth  5  7 .  for  Providence  • 
and  Grace  36.  for  Rain 
PerfunaTG/wW  •/  Chriji     65,  itf.from  the  Saints 
149,  150.  /«•  Temporal  • 
BUJfings    68,      147.  /«■  : 

mtr>t>  frame 


and  Deliverance  from  it 
7,' 53,  94.  Courage  in  it 
119,  17th  Part. 

Persecutors  punijWd  7, 
129,  149.  J  heir  Folly  14 
Complain' 'd of '35,  44,74, 
80,  83.  Deliverance  from 
them  94.  9,  10 

Perfevera-ace  138.  /«  ff/'- 
^119,  1 7  tk  Part 


Pelhlence,  Prejervationin 

y/,91. 
Piety,  Infruclions  therein 

34,  j&fc  Saint. 
Pity    /«   *£*  AjBified  41. 

y<*  Charity,  God. 
Pleading  without  repining 

39,  123  thePromijes  119 

10th  Part. 
Poor,  Charity  to  them  15, 

Portion  f/  oflz#//  £»«  o?«- 

»*r.r  II,  l/>  37. 
Poverty  confejs'd  16 


Tenrpcaaons      overcome 
18.  /fir  Victory  /»  War 
ibid. 
Prayer  ^arr^  4,34?  65,  6^.  I 
28  '7VW  of  War   2©,  <?#*/ 
/&/,*     tyr    Victory       20^  ■ 
Praife   pub4hk    65    andj 
Hep*  27    f»  Church's  Di-> 
ftfefs  80.  Heard  and  Zian 
reford  1 02.    *»</  ^//^ 
"' cf  perfec-uted  Saints   35, 
37,    56.    ««</  Praife  far 
Deliverance  54.  ^/ir  ^-» 
Power^??^M^/f>  of  Geo"   pentance  and  Pardon,  i£c. 

89.  68,  14 v  A*  God-         38-^  Complaint. 
Praftfcal  Atbtifm  14,  36-    Perfevering  Gnw  138. 
Praife  to  God  from  Chi!-  Prefervation     in     Publick 
dren  8,  /br  Creation  W     Dangers  46,     9r,     H2. 
Providence    3?.    104.   to      Daily   121. 
wrr  Creator  100  from  all  Pride    W    Atbsifm,    cnd_ 
Creatures  1 18.  /*r  emi-      Opprfjfien fumjh>dlQ,  \z 
nent    Deliverances     34,      and  Death  ^q, 

O  4  PacftJ 


1    N    D    E    X. 

no.  J         b       ""/  Drunkard  l07,  fer 

Prir.c.-S    vain    62.    u6        %Tff7 !   ?V°7-  & 

Repintcini;  &<      1  .q    ,  1      J?*.     "4-  /<"-    Great- 

partf  y'     °  Jate  Mercies,   1 1 6,   n8, 

Pr-fr^rmr   ^  ^r      Deliverance       \2a. 

rro.lperity  dangerous     cc,  Worth;*     JI,.         ^  ■ 

7  *  ii»  rroijbip,  Abjencefrom    it 

*W  o-  ,  complain' d    of  4.2.    Wcr- 

•    Prorperou5  W,  ,«r>W  A>    ^^   +      f£ 

.P^ence,     ^^  ^{g^^ 

-    *na  bquiiy  a.  andCreatton  *;-« 


f    '36,   147.   W  P  erf ed?  tons      paft  ^        y        5 

0/  God   36.    /Vj    Afofcry  q 

unfolded    73.  reWdedyy     ^Unification*        ,/       * 

I   78107.  «  ^  Jf^  y^fbrijiam  15,    24. 
«*<&«  3S>  65,  89>  io4,  Qu:urdfbme     fr;  4 

I    I07>  H7-  120 

Pruderce  <z«^  Z*#/  20.  Om'r^nin^     r> 

13 r  t       r     c  / -■         -    ^  v£m tuning     Graf*      no, 
Pfalm  for  Soldiers  18,  60.      f6tii  Pafc. 
/or  0/^    /^   7  I .  for  Hu;-  ^ 

bandmen  6z.   for  a  Fune-   t%  A:n   /!.,„    u 

in  3   r       1    t       „      K  ^n   from   niaven    I2~ 

r*/  89,  90  /or  the  Lord  s  6-14.7 

Z>*j,52 .   bejor*  Prayer9$.  Recovery  from  Stdnr,^}  6, 
rV/or*    bermon   ibid.    _/5r      30     116 
"    ^tf'A?'"        IOI;     /#r  Rejoicing   »»  (?«?  18.  > 

Boujfclds  iot,  /or  A/*.    joyj  D;  ioht 
fisrri  107.  /or    G/*f/M,  Rebtwc  Z>*/*i   15,  133. 

Religion 


INDEX 


Reli^km    and  Juftice    !y 

Words  and  Deeds  37. 
Religious  Education^^yS. 
Remembrance    of  former 

Deliverance  77,  143. 
Repentance.  Ccnfejjion  and 

pardon    32.    and    Prayer 
for   Pardon   and' Strength 

38.    ana    Fai.  h     in    the 

Blood  of  Gbriji  5 1 
Reproach  removed  3  I,  37.' 
Reiignation  39,  123,  1 3  I  - 
Rcfolutions  holy  1 19,  15th 

Pat. 
Relt.01 in g  Grace    138.23 
Remrreclion  and  Death  of 

Chriji  2.   1 6   of  the  Saints 

1 6.  I75  49  y\.  and  Death 

Reverence  inWo'j'hipSg^gg 

Revolution  £y  ^^g"  Wii- 
liam  75, 

Riches  M«??>  Vanity  49. 
compared  with  Grace  1 44. 

Righteous,  ^  Saints. 

Highteoufnefs  /)•<?*»  Chriji 
7 1 ,  y^  Salvation,  Par- 
don, Chrift. 

S    . 

gABBATH,>    Lord's- 
day,  . 

Sacrifice  40,  51,  6g.  In- 
tarnation  of  Chriji  40. 

Safety. in  pub.ick  Dangers 
§l,  and  Triumph  rf  the. 


Church  in  National  Dev- 
iations A.6.  in  God  61 9  and 
delight  in  .the  Church   27. 

Saints    happy  and   Sinners 
cur  fed  1 ,  1  i.  1 1 9, 1  ft  Par  t. 
Safety   in   evil  Times    12, 
46. ■the   heft  Company    id. 
char acler iff d  1 5,    24..  and 
Sinners    Portion .  1 ,      1 7 . ' 
d-well  in  Heaven    15,  24.  I 
punijbed  l£  javtd  7  8, 1 06.  ! 
God's    Care  of  them    34. 
Reward  dt  laft  50,90  92. 
and  Sinners   End   37,    I, I 
II   'Patience  and  World'' £ 
Hatred  37.   chaftitd  and 
Sinners  defrayed  94.  Die>  '• 
hut  Chrift  lives   102   pu-r 
nijVd  and  pardoned    ic6»  I 
107.    conduced  to  Heaver, 
106,  107*   /r/W   and  pre- 

ferv\d  66 y  125.  JjjU&ions 
moderated  125,  judging 
the  World  149. 

Salvation    o/'    Saints    10,  I 
and     Triumph      1 8.     aud 
Defence   in   God    61.     by 1 

C£r//?  69,  85. 

San cli fy  d  AffliSions  119 
Jail  Part,  94. 

Satan  fubdued   3,    6,    13., 

Scripture    compared    voitb  i 

/^   ^coi    ^  Nature   19, 

1 19,  7th  Part   Injlruttioti 

from  it    119,  4th    Paru 

O  S       Delight. 


INDEX. 

Melight  in  it  119.  5  h  happy  I,  II.  and  Saint t 
and  1 8th  Part  Holinefs  Portion  1,  17,  37,  qo. 
and  Comfort  from  it  \\C),  Hatred  and  Saints  pa- 
6th  Part.  P erf eSi  ions  119,  *&»ir*  37  defrayed,  and 
7th  Par"t.  Variety  and  Saints  ehzflized,  94. 
Excellency  1 19,  8th  Part.  Sins  0/  Tongue  12,  34,  50. 
Attended  nvith  the  Spirit  Slander,   Deliverance  from 

1  19,  9th  Part.  it  31,   120. 
Seaibns   ^  *Xv    l^tfr  65,  Song,y«  Pfalm. 

147.  Sorrows,/^  AfHtdion. 

S&wftsrt's  &>#£  107.  Sicknefs,  &c. 

Secret  Devotion    119,    2d  Souls   ?/z  a  jeperate  State- 

Part,  34.  17,  146,  I50 

Seeking  Ged  63,  27.  Spirit   given    at     Chrif*s 

Self- Examination,  or  Evi-  Ajcsnjion  68,  £/'.r  Teaching 

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Winrer  and  Summer  T47  men  J,  Sinner,  Venge- 
Wifdom    and    Equity    of    ance. 

Providence  9    of  God  in  Z 

bis  Works   ill  7 Sal        ««</        Pruder.ce 

Word  of  Go<i,  fee  Scrip-  39. 

ture  Zion,  its  Citizens   15    See 

V\  c  ks    0/*  Creation    and  Church. 

JPr  6 vide nee     1 04,       1 47 , 

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.    A 


A  TABLE  to  find  out  any  Psalm,  or  Part 
of  a  Psalm,  by  the  firft  Line  of  it. 

A  \P<*g* 

ALL  ye  that  love  the  Lord  rejoice  302 

Almighty  Ruler  of  the  Skies  -  16 

Amidfr.  thy   Wrath  remember  Love  77 

Amidft  th*  AiTembHes'of  the  Great            •  icy 

Among-  the  Prince?  earthly  Gods  164 

And  will  the  G0.6  of  Grace  ic8 

Are  a1!  the  Foes*of  Sion   Fools  109 

Are  Sinners  now  fo  fenfe'efs  grown  25 

A  rife  my  gracious  God  32 

Awake,  ye  Saints,  to  praife  your  Kingit  270 

B 

BEhold  the   lofty  Sky  3g 

Behold  the  Love,   the  generous   Love  70 

BehoM   the  Morning  Sun  39 

Behold   the  fure  FouioWn  Store  232 

Behold  thy  waiting  Servant  Lord  242 

Blefs,   O  my  Soul,   the  living  God  igi 

J  Bleft  are  the  Sons  -of  Peace  267 

B;cft  are  the  Souls  that  hear  and  know  168 

Bleft  are  the  undenTd  in  Heart  23c 

B/eft  is   the.  Man  for  ever  bleft  62 

Bleft  is  the  Man  whofe  Bowels  move  84 

Bleft  is  the  Man  who  ftiuns  the  Place  1 

Bleft  is  the  Nation  where  the  Lor$  64 

C 

GHildren  in  Years  and  Knowledge  young  6y 

Come,  Children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord  68 

Come,   let  our  Voices  join   to  raife  185 

Come,  found  his  Praife  abroad  184 

Confider  all  my  Sorrows,   Lord  246 
D 

DA-vid  rejoyc'd  in  God  his  Strength  44 

Deep  in  our  Hearts  let  us  record  134 

Early 


A    T     A     B     L     E. 


EArlv  mv  G-d.  without  T>e;iy  iij 

Exalt  the  Lord  our  God  192 

F 

f^Ar  as  thv  Ns'rr.e  is   known  94 

*      Father,    I  bU-fs  thy  g£frtle  Hand  2^y 

Father    I  fing  thy  wondrous  Grace  13; 

Firm  and  unmov'd  are  they  257 

Firm  was  my  Health,  my   Day  was  bright  5 3 

Fools  in  their  Hearts   believe  and  fay  26 

For  ever  b'effed  be  the   Lord  286 

For  ever  (hall  mv   Sen?  record  166 

From   Age  to    \ve  ex*  It  his  Name  212 

Fr.  m  all  that  dwell  below  th^  Skies  2^0 

From  deep  Diitrefs  and  troubied  Thoughts  264. 

G 

Give  Thanks  to  God.,  he  reigns  above 
Give  Thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  Nane 
Give    Thanks  to  Grd  moft  high 
GiVe  Thanks  to  God  the  foveieign  Lord 
Give  to  our  God  immortai  Praiie 
Give  to  the  Lord,  ye  Sons  of  Fame 
Clod  in  his   earthly    Tempie  lays 
God  is  the  Refuge  of  h:s  Saints 
Gel  my  Sur/pener  and  my  Hope 
God  of  eternal    Love 
God  of  my  Childhood  and  my  Youth 
G-d  or  my   Life  look  gently  down 
Govi  of  my  Mercy  and  rry  Praife 
God  is  the  Lord,   the  heavenly  King 
G-eat  God.   attend  while  Z'on  fings 
Great  God,   how  oft  did  Ifrad  prove 
Great  God;,  indulge  my  humble  Claim 
Great  God,  the  Heavens  well  order'd  Frame 
Great  God,  whofc  univerfal  Sway 

Great 


A    T     A     B     L     E. 

reat  is  the  Lord  exacted  high  269 

jfet  is  the  Loid,  his  Works- of 'Might  220 

rreat  is  the  Lord  our  God  93 

[rre'at  Shepherd  of  thine  Ifrael  155 

H 

J" AD   not  the  Lord,   miy  Ifrael  fay  256 

JlTi     Happy  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord  22} 

iappy  the  City  where  their  Sons  287 

-Jappy  the  Man  to  whom  his  God  61 

-lappy  the  Man  v^hcfe  cautious  Feet  3 

riear  me,  O  God,  nor  hide  thy  Face  195 

Hear  what  the  Lord  in  Viiion  faid  3l6f 

Help,  Lord,  for  Men  of  Virtue  fail  23 

He  reigns  ;  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  rtigns  1 88 

He  that  hath  made  his  Refuge  God  176 

High  in  the  Heavens,  eternal  Gcd  71 

How  awful  is  thy  cl.^'t'ning  Rod  ico 

How  did  my  Heart  rejoyce  to  hear  254 

How  fa  ft  their  Guilt  and  Sorrows  rife  29 

How  long;,   O  Lord,  (ha'l   I  complain  24 

How  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  Face  25 

How  pleafanr,  how   divinely   fair  IC9 

How  pieafar.t  'tis  to  fee  268 

How  pieas'd  and  blefs'd   was  I  454, 

How  ihall  the  Young  fecure  their  Hearts  237 

I 

JEbovab  reigns  :  he  dwells  in  Light  1 80 

Jefus  our   Lord,   afcend  thy  Throne  219 

jfefus  ihali  jeign  where-e'er    he  Sun  fig 

I'  God  fucceed  not,  ai:  the  Colt  200 

I-f  God  to  build  the  Houfe   deny  260 

I  lift  ray  Soul  to  God                             .  52 

I'll   blefs  the  Lord  from  Day  to  Day  67 

I'll  praife  my  M*ker  wiih  my   Breath  291 

Fll  fpeali  the  Honours  of  my  King  i>3 


AIT    A    E    L    E.- 

I  live  theLord  :   He  heard  my  Cries 
In  .ill   my  vait  Concerns  with  thee 
In  Anger,   Lord,  rebuke  me  not 
In  God's  own  Houfe  pronounce  his  P.raife 
In  Judah  God    of  o'd   was    known 
Into  thine  Hand,  O  God  of  Truth 
Joy  to  the  World  ;   the  Lord  is  come 
I  fet  the  Lord  b:fore   my   Face 
Is  :here  Ambition  in  my    Henrt 
It  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's    Hand 
Judge  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  Ways 
Judges  who  rjarle  the  World  bv  Laws 
Juft  are  thy  Ways  and  true  thy  Word 
1  waited  patknt  for  the  Lord 
J  will  extol   thee,   Lord   on  high 
L 

LET  all   the   Earth   their   Vo:ces    raife" 
Ler  all  the  Heathen  WVkers  join 
Let  Children  here  the  mighty  Deeds 
Let  every  Creature  jo;n 
Let  every   Tongue  thv   G-odnefs  fpeak 
Let  God  arife  in  all'  his  Might 
Let  dinners  take  thel*  Cou  rfe 
Let  Sfon  in   her  King  rcjovce  . 
Let  Zion  and  her  Son-  r  .Joyce 
Long  as  I  live    I'll  blef.  thv  Name 
Lord,  haft  thou  cafl    the  Nation;    off 
Lord,    I  am  thine  :   But  thou  ui!t  prove 
Lord,  lam   vile     conceiv'd  in  Sin 
Lord.   I  can  fuffer   thy  Rebukes 
Lord,     I  el'eem  thy  Judgments  right 
Lord,    if  i nine  Eyes  fuivey  our  Faults 
Lord     if  thou  doft  nor  foon   appea*- 
Lord     I  have  ma.  e  thv  Word  my  Choice 
Lord,  in  the  Morning  thou  fhait  hear 


A    T     A    B     L    E. 

Lord,  I  will  blefs  thee  all  my  Days  66 

Lord,  I  would  fpread  my  fore  Diitrefs  107 

Lord  of  the  Worlds  shove                  «,  162 

Lord,  thou  haft  call'd  thy  Grace  to  mind  163 

tLord,  thou  haft  heard  thy  Servants  cry  231 

Lord,  thou  haft  fearch'd  and  feen  me  thro'  277 

Lord.,  thou  haft  {een  my   Soul  fmcere  34. 

Lord,   thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  10 

Lord,  'tis  a  pleafant  thing   to  Hand  1 79 

Lord,  we  have   heard   thy    Works  of  old  86 

Lord,  what  a  feeble  Piece  175 

Lord,  what  a  tho'tlefs  Wntch  was  I  142 

Lord,  what  is  Man,  poor  feeble  Man  286 

Lord*  what  "was  Man  when  made  at  firft  17 

Lord,  when  I  count  thy  Mercies  o'er  282 

Lord,  when   thou  dicft  aicend  on -high  129 

Loud  Hallelujahs  to  the  Lord  298 

£.0,  what  a  glorious   Corner-ftone  234 

Lo,  what  an  entertaining  Sight  267 
M. 

MAKER  and   Sov'reign  Lord  4, 

ivlerc)   and   Judgment  are  my  Sang  193 

pjine   Eyes   and   my  Deiire  53 

My  Go:,  accept  my  early   Vows  283 

My  Go,,  cpnnder  my  Diitrefs  244 

My  God,  how   many  are  my  Fears  7 

My   God,    in  whom  are  all  the  Springs  11^ 

My  God,    my  everlaiting  Hope  i-Jp 

My    God,  my  King,  thy   vanous  Praife  287 

My  God,  permit   my   Tongue  1 20 

M>    God,    the   Steps    of  pious   Men  76 

My   God,  what  inward  Grief  1  feel  280 

My  Heart  rejoices  in  thy  Name  59 

My  never  ceafing   Songs   fhail  inevv.  106 

My  Refuge  is  the  God  of  Love  21 

My 


A    T    A    B    L    E. 

My  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God 
My  Saviour   and  my  King 
My  Saviour,  my  Almighty  Friend 
My  Shepherd  is  the  Living  Lord 
My  Shepherd  will   fupply  my  Need 
My  Soul,  how  lovely    is  the  Place 
My  Soul  lies  cleaving  to    the  Dull 
My   Soul   repeat  his  Praife 
My  Soul  thy  Great  Creator  praffe 
My  Spirit  looks  to  God  alone 
My  Spirit  finks  within  me,  Lord 
My  Truit  is  in  my  Heav'nly  Friend 
N 

NO  Sleep  nor  Slumber  to  hi?  Eye? 
Not  to  our  Names  thou  only  Juft  &  True    227 
Not  to  ourfelves  who  are  but  D'uft 
Now  be  my  Heart  infpirc  to  fmg 
Now  from  the  roiring  Lion's  Rage 
Now  I'm  convinc'd  the  lord  fs  kind 
Now  let  our  Lips  with  holy  Fear 
Now  let  our  mournful  Songs  record 
Now  may  the  God  of  Power  and  Grace. 
Now  plead  my  Caufe  Almighty  God 
Now  mall  my  folemn  Vows  be  paid 

O 

O  All  ye  Nations,  praife  the  Lord 
O  bit  fled  Souls  are  they 
O  blefs  the  Lord,  my  Soul 
O  Britain,   praife  thy  mighty  God 
Gf  j~  .ice  aud  of  Grace  I  ling 
O  for  a  fh;  ut  of  facVed  J'.y 
O  Gcd  my   Refuge,  hear  rciv  CrUs 
O  God  of  Grrifce'arid  R*ghueoufn(fs 
O  God  of"  Mc.cy  hear  my'  Call 
Q  Gcd  to  whom  .Revenge  belongs 


A    T    A    B    L    E. 

happy  Man  whofe  Soal  is  fiJPd  261 

happy  Nation  where  the  Lord  65 

♦  how  I  love  thy  holy  Law  238 

)  Lord,  how  many  are  my  Foes  8 

>  Lord  our  Heavenly  King  14 

)  Lord  our  God,  how  wondrous   great  f$ 

)  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my   Ways  243 

)  that  thy  Statutes  ev:ry   Hour  247 

)  thou  that  hear'ft.  when  Sinners  cry  106 

)  thou  whofe  Grace  and  Juftice  reigns  255 

)  thou  whofe  Juftice  reigns  on  high  212 

)ur  God  our  Help  in  Ages  paft  173 

)ut  of  the  Deeps  of  long  Diftrefs  263 

)  what  a  ftifF  rebellious  Houfe  152 
P 

PRaife  waits  in  Zlon  Lord  for  thee  123 

Praife  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  Name  269 

^aife  ye  the  Lord,  my  Heart  mall  join  290 

'raife  ye  the  Lord,  'tis  good  to  raife  292 

Preferve  me  Lord,  in  time  of  Need  29 
R 

REjoice  ye  Righteous  in  the  Lord  63 

Remember,  Lord,  our  mortal  State  170 

Return,  O  God  of  Love,  return  175 

S 

SAlvation  is   for  ever  nigh  164 

Save  me,  O  God,  the  fweliing  Floods  130 

Save  me,   O   Lord,  from  every  Foe  30 

See  what  a  living   Stone  233 

Shev  Pity,  Lord  :   O    Lord   forgive  105 

Shine,  mighty    God,  on   Britain   mine  127 

Sifja  all   ye    Nations  to   the   Lord  12 J 

Sing  to  the    Lf$rd  aloud  156 

Sing  to  the  Lord  JehcvaPs  Name  184 

Sing  to  the  Lord  with  jovful  Voice  193 

Sing 


A    T    A    B     L  -    E. 

Sing  to  the  Lord  ye  diflant  Lands  i\ 

Songs  of  Immorral  Praife  belong  22 

Soon  as  I  heard   my  Father  fay  5 

Sure   there's   a  righteous   God  14 

Sweet  is   the   Memory  of  thy   Grace  2? 

Sweet  is   the   Work,  my     God,   my    King  ij 
T 

TEach  me   the  Meafure  of  my  Days     yg  ^p 

Th'  Almighty  reigns   exalted  high       '  ib 

That   Man   is    bleft  who-  ftands  in   Awe  22 

The   Earth   for  ever  is   the  Lord's  5 
Thee  will  I   love,    O   Lord  my   Strength 

The  God   "Jehovah  reigns  19 
The  God  of  Glory  fends  his  SummoriS  forth  10; 

The   God  of  our  Salvation   hears  12: 

The  Heav'ns  declare  thy  Glory,    Lord  4< 

The   King  of- Saints   how  fair   his  Face  9< 

The   King,  O  Lord,   with  Songs   of  Praife  -4 

The   Lord   appears  my  Helper    now  iy 

The  Lord,    how  wonarous  are  his  Ways  191 

The   Lord  Jehovah  reign*  18 

The  Lord  i>  come  ;    the  Heavens  proclaim  18! 

The  L'  rd  .my  Shepherd  is  5< 

The   Lord  of   Glory   is   my   Light  f\ 
The  Lord   of  Glory    reigns,  he  reigns  on   high  iSc 

The   Lord   the    Judge  before  his    Throne  9; 

Tie   Lord  the  judge   his    Churches    warns  ice 

The   Lord   1  e  lov'reign   King  207 
The   Lord  the   Sovereign   lends  his  Summons 

foith  ioc 

The   Man  is   ever  bletr.  z 

The  Praife   ot.Sicn  *ait.  for   thee  121 

The  Winders,    Lord,    thy  Love  has   wrought  83 

Think  mighty    God   on    ieebh    Man  iy  i 

Ihis   is  Day  the    Lord  hath   made  ^%^ 

This 


A    TABLE. 

is  fpacious  Eirth  is  all  the  Lord's  51 

iou  art  my  Portion    O  ny   God  256 

iou  God  of  Love,  thou  ever   bleft  250 

.ro'  every  Age,  eternal  God  272 

rice  happy  Man  who  fears  the  Lcri  222 

ius  I  refolv'd  before  the  Lord  yS 

ius  faith  the  Lord,  the  fpacious  Fields  9S 

ius  faith  the  Lord,  your  Work  is  vain  82 

lus  the  eternal  Father  fpake  217 

rus  the  great   Lord  of  Earth  and  Sea  218 

iy  Mercies  fill  the  Earth,  O    Lord  241 

iy  Name,  Almighty  Lord  230 

ty  Works  of  Glory,  mighty  Lord  214 

is  by  thy    Strength  the  Mountains  Hand  124 

>  God  I  cry'd  with  mournful  Voice  149 
j»  God  I  made  my  Sorrows  known  283 
)  God  the  great  :  the  ever   bleft  209 

>  Heaven   I  lift  my  waiting  Eyes  252 

>  our  Almighty  Maker>  God  *  290 
j>  thee  before  the  dawning  Light  236 
3  thee  moft  holy  and  moll  high  146 
i>  thine  Almighty  Arm  we  owe  37 
'was  for  thy  Sake,  eternal  God  135 
[was  from  thy  Hand,  my  God,  I  came  279 
'was  in  the  Watches  of  the  Night  1 1 8 

V 

i  TAin  Man  on  foolilh   Pleafure   bent  213 

V       Unlhaken  as  the  facred   Hill  257 

p  from  my   Youth  may  Ifreal,  fay  261 

p  to  the  Hills   I  life  mine   Eyes  251 

pward   I   lift  mine   Eyes  253 
W 

T7E  blefs  the  Lord    the  ju ft  the  good  130 

yV      We  love  thee,  Lord,  ?nd  we  adore  36 

(hat  ihall  I  render  to  my  God  229 

When 


A    T     A    B    L    E. 

When  Chrift  to  Judgment  ftiall  defcend 

When  God  is  nigh,  my  Faith  is  ilrong 

When  God  provok'd  with  daring  Crimes 

When  God  leftor'd  our  captive   State 

When  God   reveal'd  his  gracious  Name 

When  Ijratl   freed   from  Pharaoh's  Hand 

V\  hen  Ijrael  fins,  the  Lord  reproves 

When  I  with  pleafing  Wonder  (land 

When  Man  grows   bold  in   Sin 

When  cverwhelm'd  with  Grief 

When  Pain  and  Anguiih  feize  me,  Lord 

xru        £  Sreat  JudSe  %>^me  and  juft 
Where  mail   the  Man   be  found 
Where  mail   we  go  to  feek  and  find 
Win  e  I  keep  Silence  and  conceal 
While  Men  grow  bold  in  wicked  Wave 
Who  mall  afcend  thy  Heavenly  Place 
Who  mall  inhabit  in  thy  tiill' 
Who  ftiall  arife  and  plead  my  Right 
Why  did  the  Jew,  proclaim    their  Rage 
Why   Gld  thc  Nations  join   tQ  n  s 

Why  do  the  Proud   infult  the  Poor 
Wny  do  the  wealthy  wicked   boaft 
Why  doth  the  Lord   fend  off  fo  far 
Way   doth   the  Man  of  Riches    grow 
Why  has  my  God   my  Soul   forfook 
Why  Aould  J   vex  my   Soul  and  fret 
will  God  for  ever  caft  us  off 
With   all  my  Powers  of  Heart  and  Tongue 
With  earneft  Longings  of  the  Mind 
With    my   whole  Heart   I'll  xa.fe  my  Son? 
With  my  whole  Heart  I've  fought  thy  Face 
With  Reverence   let  the   Saints  appear 
With  Songs  and  Honours  founding  loud 
Would  ycu    behold  the  Works  of  God 


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CTE   holy  Soul 3   in  God  rejoyce  64. 

Y       Ye  Hands  of  the  Northern  Sea.  189 

'e   Nations  round  the   Earth  rejoyce  292 

re  Servants   of  th'   Almighty    King  224 

e  Sons  of  Men,   a  feeble  Race  177 

re  Sons  of  Pride,   that  hate  the  Juft  96 

fe  that  delight   to  ferve  the   Lord  223 

fe  that  obey,  th*   immortal   King  268 

fe   Tribes  of  Adam   join  295 

et   (faith  the   Lord)  if  Davia's  Race  169 


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